Monday, September 21, 2015


she quotes scenes from movies and applies them to real life moments..
Me as I sneeze: "Bless me!"
Olive: "oh mumma, you sick!"
Me: "I'm fine darling"
Olive: "you have fwozen heart (cups my face in her hands) tooo love fix it.."

"i don like fairy dust.." 

"is mornin' time!"

a contemplative moment..

followed by taking over mumma's chair..
I couldn't decide between these two this week, they both made me smile.

It's become a portrait blog, or so it seems.

I've been in a quandary as the boys get older, about what to share and what not to.  I feel that so much of what I used to write are not my stories to tell anymore.  Yet they're such significant moments I want to record and treasure.

I hope to find a balance in my mind and heart, because how I miss it!

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Wednesday, August 26, 2015


all the softness..

"i just gonna weeeed (read).."

the climbing, incessant climbing!

mesmerised by the liquid wand, but for me, its about the vest..and those chunky arms

'mine dancer skirt' and she lifts her leg up behind (not so gracefully) then twirls..

all the beautiful hair, it grows thicker every day

I suggested we grab our coats and go outside, she replied..'are you kidding me!'

Tuesday, July 21, 2015

the sunset series..

Another birthday, another sunset..

My darling husband and the middle guy share July birthday's only one week apart.  My two Cancerians.  So it was back to the beach to soak in another winter sunset.

It's been a big year for us already, with lots of challenges thrown our way.  A 'one step forward, two steps back' kind of year.

This man who I am so blessed to call my husband.  

This beautiful man with all of the integrity, honesty and pride.

He is humble and generous and loves with all of his being.

He is compassionate and determined and so very wise.

This man who is an amazing father, husband, son and friend.  He deserves the world's weight in goodness and light.

He makes us laugh every single day, and we are so lucky to be his family.

(all pictures by him, except the one of him x)

Sunday, July 12, 2015

the sunset series..

Our beautiful middle guy turned eleven yesterday.

E L E V E N !

It was a very big, and very happy day, of going to the movies in town with some friends, timezone fun, dodgeball in the backyard, cake and, in keeping with tradition...a sunset walk.

It was sooo cold, we could see our breath in the still, icy air.

We wandered, marvelled at a lone surfer braving the arctic water, and we watched the enormous waves crash in with such effortless force.

There was some shell collecting and dune climbing.

There was a dash to rescue the baby girl from being dumped by an unexpected wave, and there was the filling of sea water into my boots because I was not quite quick enough to save us both!

The colours were beautifully pastel and serene before the darkness swiftly moved in.

We went home with cold faces and pink cheeks to warm showers, and birthday fish 'n chips, and we curled up on the couch for movie night.

All a little bit perfect really.

Happy Birthday darling James! We're so glad you had the best day x

(photo credit: all pics by Nick)

Sunday, July 5, 2015


winter legs, because how could I not

winter wanders, collecting treasures in the dunes

a little girl, sometimes I have to pinch myself to believe its true

"one pona time.." reading a bedtime story to her toys

catching up, and joining in with jodi here...

Thursday, June 25, 2015

the ribbed beanie..a pattern

After so many lovely compliments on the ribbed slouchy and lots of requests for a pattern, I've managed to pull one together!  Well, a pattern of sorts, more of a 'how to' I'd say.

As most of you would know, I'm not so great with the pattern following and like to make things up as I go.  For this one, with whoever I happened to be making for, I'd chain roughly how long I thought it should be to make a good slouch (using different family members head sizes to guide)  and then repeat row after row until it looked about the right size.

For this exercise, I am basing my pattern on the adult one pictured above in olive green.  It's a little more slouchy on my middle guy because it was made for my husband, but I actually like it like this on him! 

The cream one with the pompom was made for a ten year old, which fits more snug but still has slouch when its not turned up.

You'll need a 4.5mm hook and approx. 100 - 150gm of 8ply yarn.

To begin, I have chained 60 (50 for the child size) plus 1 (this is my turning stitch)

First Row..
1 treble into the back loop of each chain all the way to the end, chain 1 and turn your work

Second Row..
just like your first row, 1 treble into the back stitch of each treble in the previous row, do this all the way to the end, chain 1 and turn your work

Subsequent Rows..
Repeat as per row 2 until your work is the desired width to wrap around the head. For this I have worked approx. 47 rows.

After about the fourth row, you'll be able to see the rib effect taking shape..

To finish..
Tie off your yarn, leaving a long tail.  Make sure it's long enough to gather your top and to stitch the beanie's sides together.

To gather your top, we simply weave the yarn tail through the top stitches using a tapestry needle, and pull tight so that it forms a round.

Fasten this off and neatly stitch up your gap at the very top.  You could use a pompom to disguise your stitching if its a bit rough.

All that needs to be done now is to join your sides, once again using a tapestry needle.  Be careful to keep your stitches neat and you'll find they will be almost invisible when you hold/wear your beanie.
Weave in your ends.

I hope this has been helpful to those who asked.

Enjoy, and keep warm!

Sunday, June 7, 2015

another portrait catch up..

olive: leven, twel, oneteen, firteen, fitteen..hide and seek, always a favourite

olive: watching her watch the wiggles in the early morning light, joy!

olive and eddie: noses, sibling love
she grabs our heads and wiggles her nose onto ours..

olive: the way too big tap shoes have been re-discovered..

olive: her moods are erratic, she'll scream wildly and suddenly, she'll drop her lip over the smallest of things, and then wipe away her tears joyful and excited saying "I happy now, I happy now!"

I'm posting weekly over on Instagram, but playing a bit of a monthly catch up in this little space.

joining in with jodi here...

Thursday, May 28, 2015

on getting sleep..our co-sleeping revelation!

After four children we've finally figured it out!  The whole sleep thing.  Well, we've figured it out for now.

Admittedly, all four of our kids have been very different to manage when it came to sleep time. We've never really had a consistent routine that has worked on going.  We would do whatever it took to get sleep, and then we'd change it up pretty much however was dictated by each child.

Apart from when they were newborn, the boys never really wanted to be in our bed.  They'd wriggle and squirm and really just wanted their own space..but with us in it, a bit of a dilemma which ultimately left us all very much sleep deprived for a very long time.

We did control crying with the first two.  It was very challenging with number one.  Long, long nights, but we felt it worked for us at the time.  It gave us a sense of control and some structure. With number two it worked a treat, and only took us a week to have him happily settling in his own bed and for the most part, sleeping through.  Number three was different altogether.  Nothing ever, EVER worked with him.  He was years of night terrors, and middle of the night tantrums.  Nothing would work twice.  When something went well one night, it wouldn't the next. With this one, it was just a matter of waiting it out and managing it one night at a time..for 6 years.

For some reason, control crying was never an option for Olive.  I just couldn't bare to hear her cry when all she wanted was me.  To nuzzle into my nook and be close as can be.  I look back and I don't know how I did it with the first two.  

She started off the best sleeper of all, a dream newborn giving me 5 hours sleep and sometimes sleeping through the night.  Which at the time was a godsend and just what we needed having just started our business.  Of course all good things come to an end and by 7 months she was unsettled and just had to be on me.  I didn't care.  I loved having her there and so did Nick, feeling her close and hearing her soft breath beside us.  If this meant we could catch snippets of sleep here and there, then that's what we did.

And then we didn't.

Gradually, over the next 18months, there was very little sleep being had by Nick and I.  The only one thriving from this co-sleeping situation was the baby, and something had to give.

I wanted her here with me if here is where she needs to be, but in reality it just wasn't working.  We could not go on like this.   I kept thinking, if only I could rig up a bed beside us somehow? I considered moving her cot into our room, but the thing was, she'd happily go down at bedtime in her own room, so I didn't want to change that.  Inevitably she always ended up in our bed with all the pinching and the squirming and the sudden kicking of Nick in unfortunate places..

Then one day I saw a cot for free on our local 'Buy, Sell, Swap' page.  All the lights and bells went off in my mind.  I'd found the answer!

We were lucky, the cot was in perfect condition, but with a thorough clean to satisfy any germ-o-phobia it was ready to set up.  Right. Next. To. Our. Bed.

I left a side off so that I have the cot pushed up next to the mattress.  I can easily reach across and give her a re-assuring pat, and she can see me right there beside her.

The first night wasn't easy.  She was there beside me, in the cot, begging to be kissed and hugged and held.  Although it was hard, I kept lying her back down, reassuring her it was ok.  Eventually, she grabbed hold of my arm and held it sooo tight.  Then she slept.  

The next night she slept through in her own room!  All night.

The third night she woke and came into our room, lying there in the cot, peaking up every now and then to check we were there and sometimes to hold my hand.

Since then, I've lost count on how many nights she has slept in her own room all night.  She still wakes and calls out to me but often just self settles and goes back to sleep.  On the nights she does come in, she is happy to just be there, near us.

Who knew!?  (Well, apparently the Europeans knew, clever things)

After all these years, this was all we needed to do.  Well, maybe.  Who's to say it would have worked with the others? But it's working (for) now and that is all I need to know.