Tricycle

I love this photo of Vada and I. Tara came over today to pamper me with a foot scrub and pedicure along with a facial and head massage...it was heavenly! After, we headed outside so the kids could ride their bikes on what was a glorious summer day.

Her facial expressions say it all. Its not often she is in control. I bet she is thinking..."hhmmmm...what to do with this kid."

Little lady of leisure. If only we could all be queen for a day and be driven around in a pink chariot.

Compact

128/365 (Vada)

All she needs now is a womb to sit in.


(no photo of Zavia today (insert sad face here.))

Pinchy

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Vada has started a rather annoying habit. Although the pincer action is crucial to her fine motor skill development, I wish she didn't feel the need to practise this skill on me. She manages to grab the smallest amount of skin and not only pinch it but role it between her fingers. OUCH! is a common word in my vocabulary. Good thing I love her unconditionally.

Sweet dreams

107/365 (Vada)

I was upset that again today I didn't get any photos of the kids. That was until I looked through the camera and found Bens sneaky camera action in the early hours of the morning. I am so greatful for Ben and his adoration for our babies...and me for that matter.

Bliss

107/365 (Zavia)

My very favourite place to be...tucked in between my two sweet angels...and Ben watching over us.

Sad, happy boy

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He woke up grumpy.

Mummy could not soothe his sadness.

Daddy was all he wanted...

until mummy got on his other bike.

Ssshh!

72/365 (Vada)

To baby wear or not to baby wear...this is the question!

If you have a baby and you find yourself asking this question...the only answer is BABY WEAR!!
We forgot to bring Vadas bumbo along for our weekend camping...and I'm actually glad we did. I always keep our sling in the car and it was a God send. Although we had more than enough hands to share her around, it was so handy to get her off to sleep, to potter around the campsite hands free...and honestly...who doesn't want a little koala to hug all day. In a perfect world (in my head) I would have a giant carry me around like this. Sometimes when I go to the shops just to grab a few things, I say to myself "no, I don't need the sling, we won't be here long enough" and half way through I regret not just putting her in it and strapping her on.