yum yum

hmm...

vegemite sandwiches.

so yummy to eat...
so funny to watch.

Poop

Another photo from back in November. She sits up on the big toilet as if it is her throne and she is queen.

Sunday afternoons

This is what Sundays are all about. Hanging out with family and friends and taking a day to rest, relax and recover from what was a very big week.

We had a few milestones this week...It was my birthday on Friday and as I have the most wonderful husband in the world...he booked us in for a night at the Sheraton Noosa, so Zavia had his very first sleep over at Nannas house. Vada also had her very first night alone with mummy and daddy. We had to keep reminding ourselves that she was with us because she is so incredibly quiet.

Always keeping an eye out for her mummy.

My little prince.

Best buddies 4eva!!

Sweet as pie.

Soft and squidgy

Hair

At the start of the year we were put to a challenge that I was sure I would have a few good years before we would have to face. HEAD LICE...yes that's right, head lice. The sticky little creatures that are impossible to eradicate without using petrol or kerosene. After finding them and explaining to Zavia why his head was itchy he was sure he could 'hear' the eggs cracking. We put it to Zavia that he could either have his hair shampooed with smelly shampoo or have his hair shaved so he looks like daddy, he hates getting his hair shampooed but the thought of loosing his long hair was far worse in his eyes, so off to the chemist we went. We applied the goop, put the green cap on his head and set the timer for 10 minutes...all things he could cope with. When it came time to wash and comb the nits out, he was begging me to shave his head. I told him that if all the nits were gone when I checked his head in the morning he could keep his hair...sadly...they were not gone.

I was sad at the thought of loosing my long haired little boy, who regularly got mistaken for a girl. I thought he would loose his quirky personality and no longer be the surfy dude that he is. What did we learn???...we learnt that it is only hair. And hair itself doesn't define who we are or the personality we have. He is still my cheeky little monkey with personality galore. He still smiles just as much and tells the same crazy little stories...only now, it doesn't take us twice as long to have a bath at night and we don't have to fight over shampooing and conditioning his hair and then drying it and brushing out all the nots.

He is still my handsome little Zavia.

The joy of my life!

(Disclaimer: the last photo: he is only crying because the hair was sticking to his sweaty little body and itching him...the shaving process he actually enjoyed.)

Fish lips

(an old one)

Water parks are all fun and games until someone gets a fat lip.

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.

Tenderness

There is nothing quite as soothing as a big brothers whispers when you are really upset.