I realised today that the reason I haven't blogged much lately is because I use my phone to take photos - so they don't end up on my computer as frequently and hence, they aren't here on the blog!
Here's a smattering of our June...
Such a boy, loving dirt . . .I caught him with a stick in his mouth just before taking this photo. Gross!!!
I have acquired a sewing machine and this was my first effort (the skirt)
(the pose was her own creation)
and my second attempt! I quite like my new table cloth, however I take it off when we eat to avoid the children's messes!
Waiting for art class to begin
We often go to a local zoo (yay for the season pass!) for a morning.
Here Will is looking at the sheep dog herding.
And of course, kangaroo feeding.
I'd love to know what a 1.5 year old would be thinking in a moment like this . . .
Daddy horsing around - unfortunately for him, this has become a 'must do' after bath time now, they LOVE being wrapped up and carried. I must confess I can see why though, doesn't this just look like fun?! I mean, when was the last time you were suspended in mid air in a bath towel?
Emma: (clockwise) taking a photo of a bush turkey; in the back of daddy's truck; wearing daddy's jumper; posing with her new skirt.
We went to an art gallery that offered some special children's activities during school holidays - including cupcake decorating, yum.
AND face painting. She was so precious, I couldn't believe how still she sat while her face was done.
I'm not sure what we did on this morning, but whatever it was, it was exhausting! He fell asleep a good hour before his usual nap time.
A visit to the ER...before the age of 2 he now has a chipped tooth (that happened last year) and a scar on the back of his little hand (which thankfully will shrink as he grows). Here's hoping he makes it to 2 without any broken bones . . .
Friends
As you can see, life has been chugging along. It's amazing how my days sometimes feel intolerably slow and yet the weeks and months go by so quickly. Too quickly as it happens. We've taken to telling Emma to stop growing, a request with which she refuses to comply! If I could have a day off each week I think I would choose to have the children stay at their current ages. This, being impossible however, I'm content to remind myself to enjoy the laughter of an Emma 'schnickle' (tickle) and Will's whiney "UP!" at the most inconvenient moments of those intolerably long days. He certainly won't be asking for that when he's taller than me (or too cool for me, whichever comes first I suppose) so I'm trying to enjoy it now while he's still my baby.