12/52

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

There are macadamia nuts to be collected, discos to be danced at and horses to be ridden.

Life is busy and we wouldn't have it any other way.

scenes from around here

A little stroll to check the mailbox aka hollow log.

 First flowers on the magnolia.

Concentrating on her painting.

Carmel's olive tree.

Checking the mail carefully.

 "Mum look what my made"

Disgust - no mail!

10

"It's a big O birthday Mum" she said.

The mare arrived under the cover of darkness carefully chosen and delivered by a very generous Uncle. I woke her up early to meet her because she had a full day to navigate at school. She was speechless which is saying something for her, and had to be reminded to breathe! It is all still sinking in, even tonight.

There was a small gathering after school with cake and obligatory junk food all vetted by herself. The afternoon was spent swimming in and traversing creeks. There were shrieks of horror and delight regarding mud in heads of hair, which apparently will take many washes to make right.

There were spontaneous hugs of gratitude and declarations of it being the "best birthday ever"!

That was good enough for me.

11/52

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

We dressed up as famous people and danced the night away to a live band at a fabulous family party. So, the portraits go...

:: Cricketer Warnie dancing with Evel Knievel

:: Lady GaGa glammed up

:: Snow White working the red carpet

10/52

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

:: This girl has chutzpah

:: A little triumph to end the season on a good note

:: Is this what you call a foot in each camp? 

(She was pleased to get back to the safety of her favourite dress ups and accessories. She took on the half pipe at the big kids cricket match and came off second best with a gravel rash nose. Not to be beaten she went up and down that thing until she had it mastered, all the while holding her nose. She would not be caught out a second time. Biggest loser was the new navy polka dot jeans which now have holes in the seat.) 

9/52

"A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2013."

Gosh late to the party this week... but my new motto "Get it done.... it doesn't have to be perfect" is ringing in my ears!

Rainy days mean...

:: Inside time for little Miss dreaming about travelling the world perhaps?

:: Pillow fights

::Swinging on the gate waiting for the weather to break