wocka wocka wocka

wocka wocka wocka

The list came home. White board markers, tissues, glue sticks. Library bag. “I want a blue one, with a red helicopter, mummy, please?”, and so…

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tgif...

tgif…

Fine weather = outside paly = outside crafty things. Busy weekend here, birthday parties, church duties, housework. Playing with my babies and soaking up some…

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aussie kids. are weetbix kids.

aussie kids. are weetbix kids.

With Bear at school, Bubba Boy is a bit lost. Late last week, he was wandering around aimlessly, his little face forlorn. “what’s up, sweetheart?”,…

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baking day.

baking day.

A little head at each elbow, two grasping hands on my knees. “I do dat, mama?” “can I lick the spoon, please, mummy?” “I has…

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nom nom...

nom nom…

It’s been a funny old day. Hot, then stormy, then muggy. Hopefully another storm this afternoon to cool things off again.   Today was going…

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getting organised.

getting organised.

Last year, preschool mornings were always crazy. Hit-the-ground-running-and-don’t-forget-the-coffee crazy. Especially when one of the mornings saw me out the door at 8.50 for preschool drop-off,…

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the day before...

the day before…

Boy Two was at preschool. Little Miss was in bed. For the final time, before my baby became a big boy, it was just me…

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