Priyas Dance Party

I could bask in my kids brilliance for eternity! They both continue to surprise me everyday!
Last night we went to Zavia's good friend Priyas 3rd birthday party, it was a dance party. Talk about fun! Even though it was past their bed time, both Vada and Zavia danced their little hearts out. I had no idea my boy could dance like that...We had several people come over to us and ask if he was having lessons or where did he learn how to do that. We were just as shocked as everyone else.
Happy Birthday Priya...we hope you had as much fun at your party as we did.

The last week or so

future rockstar!!

A special post for my mum...because she is not a facebook junkie like me, she hasn't seen these photos. Here you go mum, the little dude as requested.

Vada...where's the birdy??

Dear Vada,

You are nearly 14 months old. By now your big brother had almost given up on mummys milk...you, my girl, are a different story. Still feeding more than 5 times a day. I love it!
Your expressions and level of communication are growing by the second. You love to point and say "Oooo" to every new thing you see. Looking for birdies is your favourite thing to do outside. You also understand more than we have realised. Just now, when I asked you if you wanted to go outside and take photos, you excitedly nodded your head and squeeled with joy, pointing toward the door. Your dad and I love you more than we can say...and your brother, he just adores you!

You are sweet, and kind, and ours.

Love you!

The 'cute'

This 'cute' is just un bearable! How can one little human contain this much absolute adorableness.

One!

My dearest darling Vada,

There is nothing...
not one thing...
not one single item...
nothing tangible, physical, home made, store bought, handed down item that I can give to you that expresses just how I love you.

I have thought for a long time now what I can get you as a special gift to celebrate this momentous occasion. I have even resorted to asking other mummies and close friends to see if they could think of the perfect thing...something that you can keep and remember as your 'special' gift. The thing that reminds you in years to come that you had a loving, caring, happy childhood. But there simply is nothing!

Sure, we got you a few little presents...presents that I'm sure you will love and enjoy and create cute memories with (I can't go into any further details about them now though as it is not officially your birthday until 9:51am tomorrow). But in time, they will be lost, or broken, or drawn all over, and they will lose some of their 'special-ness' and I wouldn't ever get you something that I put up high in a cupboard that you can't appreciate and enjoy and create those memories with.

I looked and I looked, I promise I looked...I looked high and low, far and wide, I searched all the corners of my brain and my heart for a brilliant idea...

And then I stopped looking for this illusive perfection of a gift!

It doesn't exist!

Because the only thing I can give you that won't be tarnished is my love.

So you see my angel...this is my gift to you...

my love
my time
my attention
my wisdom, for when you know no better
my strength, for when you are down trodden
my comfort, for when you are sick or sad
but most of all my love!
I will love you with every breath in me.
the kind of love that has no conditions,
the kind that is firm yet soft and gentle.

You are my sunshine,
you make me happy when skies are gray.
You'll never know exactly how I love you,
please don't ever go away.

Happy Birthday Vada cakes,

Love mummy.

Bookworms

Our new favourite thing to do...scout our cool, funky bookshops and read together. Vada has some interesting preferences.

The beautiful ones

Believe it or not, I didn't actually ask him to pose like this. What can I say, my boy is a seasoned pro.

I love this girl...

I love how she is like a giant in an ants world...

...but she is still my little baby in this big grown up world.