Well it took over four years but I finally managed to get some decent family photos done. I found the photographer's card at the local pool and it turns out she has a daughter in Mitchell's class at school - small world isn't it. Anyway, she dropped the disk in Mitch's bag today and I have just picked out a few (of the almost 400 :o) that I think I like.
Thinking I might call this one: 'I'm the King of the World' - very Titanic-ish ... minus the ship and the icebergs lol
How does 'Wait for me!' sound?



And because someone hates white t-shirts, we had a wardrobe change lol:

Words cannot say how much I love this little boy ... I cried when I saw this pic for the first time :o
How does 'Wait for me!' sound?


And because someone hates white t-shirts, we had a wardrobe change lol:
Words cannot say how much I love this little boy ... I cried when I saw this pic for the first time :o
All in all, some pretty great pics here. Not sure if I like the family shots but I am totally loving the pics of the boys.
Ciao for now
Me xoxoxo


Love love love this picture of Mitchell out in the wheat paddock. He was playing with the heads of wheat and looked so sweet and innocent when he looked towards the sky. Growing up wayyyyyyyyyyyy too fast that's for sure.
:-( Looks like all of Tony's planting over the last week or so has been for nothing - the rain that was predicted never eventuated and the hot weather and drying winds took away all of the moisture in the soil that made it all seem so promising just two weeks ago :-( :-( The joys of farming; something I am sure all you farmer's wives out there fully know and understand - all tips for cheering up gratefully appreciated ... well apart from 'that' lol.
Apparently this is what happens when you forget to move your head lol. Lachie was playing in the bedroom and pulled my IPod dock off the shelf. He came into me in the office very calmly holding one hand over his eye and the other under his chin to collect all the blood (which there was HEAPS of) and said, 'Mummy I forgot to move my head'. No tears, no screaming, just calmness - wonder if that is a sign of things to come later in life - like he is preparing me for all the injuries he is going to sustain considering how rough and ready he is lol. He was such a brave little boy - he had to wait a fair while at the hospital to see a doctor and despite all the pain, poking and prodding he didn't cry once.
Unbelievable. Not looking forward to cleaning up after this. I have got pretty much all of the house closed up but the dust is so fine that it is still coming in. Anyone know a good cleaning lady???