The room where we had Granny's birthday party was about 100 degrees celcius. Insane! The heater was on full blast and no-one could work out how to turn it down. So all our family photos look like it was the middle of summer - we're all in singlet tops and t-shirts with red cheeks, lol.
And here's another layout, now that I can finally update:
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Early this morning as you finished your feed and I sat you up on my lap, I caught sight of your face in the faint dawn light. We silently exchanged smiles and then you heaved a giant contented sigh - almost exaggerated - and slumped forward, totally relaxed and milk drunk. For some reason that silent communication, that combination of smile and sigh, touched me. Was this my first thank you Mum?
And this one, of my brother-in-law and his two gorgeous boys. Unfortunately the scan has cut off about a cm off the LHS of the LO. But you can imagine it being balanced :).
The regular trip to the deli for bread and the paper. Two little boys. One steep hill. Four little legs that tire easily. One strong rope that pulls little bikes up hills and controls runaways on the way down. One very weary dad at the end of the journey.
Yay! Finally I get to upload some piccies again. Well, it's bedtime again. Jamie doesn't seem to want his midnight feed. Again. So I'm off to bed. This weaning thing is making me a bit sad. No more milk at midnight. No more milk at lunchtime. No more milk at teatime. And you know the worst thing? ;) no more cake and biscuits for mummy.