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Why do kids always seem to grow up on their actual birthday? Some strange phenomena...

Happy Birthday Daniel, you are a wonderful kid and you care for the people around you. It was so fun to make the day all about you.

Highlights:

Laura and I made a superhero cake for Daniel...






















... and took it to school...

















... then another cake...




















... for the party that night...



















... and Dad gave Daniel the biggest knife in the house to cut the cake. Yeah, what boy wouldn't love THAT?!!




















... and what's a party without a few party games?






















Fun day, fun kid. Love you big Dan!

Did I really???

Been purging unneeded toys. Mostly stuffed animals. Not to worry kids, only the ones that aren't special, weren't given to you by someone..........uhhh.....yeah...sure. Then I came upon this picture today. See that cute little duck Daniel's holding in the photo? Yeah, the one he gave Laura when she was born. Well let's hope they never ask where it is...

Kid Fun

On a recent trip to Melb to visit SF friends, we wandered around the city, went on a ferris wheel, then the kids saw this trampoline bungee and were super keen... The sign said you only had to weigh 8kg (um, hello, Nick weighs more than that!!), but then they took a look at Laura and said she was too little cause the straps wouldn't cinch tight enough around her thighs. I asked if they would at least try... so they did and gave her the thumbs-up!!! YAY! I, er, ummm, I mean Laura, was thrilled!! Actually she really was. Both kids loved it and did flips. Fun FUN! I would have done it too, but the grown-up in me chickened out cause there were only kids doing it at the time... :(

Deb and Whit, thanks for the lovely morning, can't believe you got married 2 years ago already!!!

Question of the day #2

Tonight was Daniel's turn...

"Do you think there are any nocturnal people?.......... I think so, I think Santa is."

Question of the day

Going to bed tonight...
L: 'Mum, did Nick come with the name Nick?'
M: (trying to answer with a straight face) 'No, we gave it to him'
L: 'Okay, so when he was born did you ask him if he wanted a name like Nick and he said yes?'
M: 'It was right when he was born and way before he could talk at all'
L: 'Oh yeah..."

Does it ever go away??!!

I imagine it will never go away, this feeling of 'who said I could have kids and be responsible for them - 3 of them!', or 'will I seriously always be their mother like my mother was my mother??' (yes, that makes sense, if you think about it!)

I know the answers to those questions. Sometimes it just still blows my mind. Especially when I see pictures like this.

Proud, caring older brother who takes seriously the 'job' of looking after his brother and sister, is learning to read and asks questions like 'what does compassion mean?' Smiley sister who just loves being 4, is all girl and can still wrestle and make up stories about dragons and bad guys. Younger brother who is old enough for whatever it is, and will do exactly what the others are doing, including sitting in a normal chair at the table, drinking out of a normal cup, etc, etc, thank you very much. You'd think he had an independently-minded older sister as an example or something...

Kicking Nick

Nick and his obsession with balls... only for the last 10 months or so... So now he's 20 months old (in this video), and he can step forward with the correct footing and kick an oncoming ball. Pretty darn accurately for an under 2-year old I reckon! I should try to video him drop-kicking it too...

(I'm adding this YouTube link to compare quality - blogger quality seemed pretty low)

Welcomed visitors

7 kids here for 4 days, and 4 adults just wanting to hang out... you would think we'd lose our mind trying. But we saw so little of them, except for feeding time of course. Busy playing school for almost the entire time! The big girls, of course, were the teachers, giving merit awards for good behaviour and taking the class on 'excursions'. So cute. Okay, they made mess, I won't lie. But with 7 kids and virtually no fighting, I'll take the mess. Thanks Dan and Kath for returning the favour since we so often crash and destroy your house. We loved having you.

"Mum, I'm really happy to be 4"

What she said kinda sums it up.

Months ago Laura asked if her birthday cake could be chocolate with pink icing and strawberries on top, and never changed her request. 

Easy!

She seemed pleased to have a Bruny birthday with family, and friends who came down for the day. The party was the day before her actual birthday, and so when I said happy birthday, she said, "I'm not 4 yet!!" I expected her to say it wasn't the real day, so I asked her when she was going to be 4. She said, "When I have my cake!!"

We had fun giving her a bit of a girly birthday, including giving her a dollhouse...

The birthday tattoo that stayed on for nearly 4 weeks!

Happy birthday Laura!!

Miss him

We're at Bruny, which is a place surrounded my memories of Rudie. 

He is the one who wanted 2 long tables to be able to seat heaps of people. Great idea.

He's the one who put most of the photos on the wall throughout the years. Priceless.

He's the one who put the thick clear plastic covering on those tables which we are constantly telling the kids to keep flat and not put their hands under. Thanks Rudie.

He's the one who decided to put the extension on the deck, perhaps without technically being permitted by council to do so. Shhh...

He's the one who used to be up early on a Saturday morning mowing and chainsawing... Can't say I miss that noise!

Can't help but miss him here...

At Bruny - Rudie holding Laura, Daniel in the background - Dec 2006