Monkey see...monkey do

My crazy boys!

They are so fun one their own, but put them together and they are a barrel of
laughs.

Sour

104/365 (Vada)

Not even the sourest lemon can take the sweet away from this child.

My pride and joy

95/365 (Zavia)

He is one of my greatest accomplishments. I don't mean to be boastful or proud but he really is a remarkable little boy.

When I prepared myself for the arrival of our first baby, I couldn't seam to imagine past newborn stage. I bought baby clothes, organised a cot, change table, baby monitor, pram and every other thing imaginable to do with babies. I dreamt about holding the baby, feeding the baby, singing lullabies to the baby, changing a tiny baby bum...not once in the nine months of my pregnancy did I ever imagine hanging out with this cool kid who oozes spunk and cheeky charm. I couldn't even fathom the day that he would hold conversations with me and say things like, "your a cool mummy mum". It amazes me still to this day when he snuggles up beside me and gently asks, "are you happy mum?" and if I feel sick or sad he immediately lays a hand on me and prays for me to feel better.

I am truely so blessed to be chosen as his mum. I'll love him till the day I die...and beyond.

Poppy the cat

82/365 (Vada)

Vada is totally smitten with Poppy. We are visiting Poppy everyday to keep her company while her family is away and it is the highlight of Vadas day. Poppy likes to sneek up on Vada and pounce on her head which makes Vada squeel with delight.

helmet head

79/365 (Zavia)

Zavia was more than happy to model his helmet for me today...even if it was on backwards. He has had a mysterious rash under his mouth for a few days now and we finally figured out that it is from his helmet strap...the silly goose has been wearing it over his mouth.

Sleep

8/365 (Zavia)

I felt very sneaky going into each kids room today and snapping a shot of them sleeping. No matter how hard the day has been up to this point it all fades away when I watch them sleeping. To have them sleeping at the same time is extra special and strangely quiet.

Just another toy

4/365 (Vada)

Vada has two volumes...loud and silent. When she cries she screams, when she talks she yells, but when their isn't anything to cry about and when she's done chatting with us, she is quiet as a mouse. Sometimes I forget we even have a second baby until I look down and find her just sitting in amungst our stuff...happy as can be.

(disclaimer: I don't actually ever leave her unattended in the beanbag...she was purely put here for photo purposes.)

Growing

1/365 (Vada)

My little girl is growing up. Way too fast I might add. She has passed that stage where all she wants to do is eat and sleep, now she expects to be entertained also. Sometimes we can't calm her down unless she is standing. It seams so unnatural...I mean, look at those tiny ankles...they look as though they could snap at any time under the weight of all those rolls. And I love how her little toes are holding onto the bricks for dear life. She is Joy!