Days out
I love taking my girls out and about, seeing new things, shaping who they are by interacting with the wider world around them. We have been visiting, zooing, exploring Hobart and Richmond, birthday partying, swimming, craft fairing & marketing, tennising, playgrouping, and the general having to do the quick rush out of the house to get something done. It is usually all wonderful and full of fun, and it was at a wonderful and fun day at the Teddy Bears Picnic, that Willow found a love of jumping castles. I saw her looking at it with a curious look and I aked her if she would like to have a turn. We waited in line, shoes off and I held her hand and told her that I would be just out here and if she got a little bit scared to just call out. And so she climbed in, with no hesitation, and I waited there, with a little hesitation, waiting for the moment she thought it was all too scary, and that maybe she was a little bit too little for a jumping castle after all. But she didn't, and instead I was the one to move around the side to the mesh walls so that I could see her. And I waved like a mad woman and called out "Willow, darling, Mumma is just over here!" And I'm sure I saw some of the other mothers look at me with a just let the kid go already look, but I didn't care. And Willow didn't care either, she jumped and laughed and the only tears were when her turn was over and she had to come out. She was a big girl, and it was wonderful to see her joy, but I held onto Lottie a little bit tighter.
Days in
Days in are for reading books, dancing to music, baking, crafts and being all close together. Days in are for catching our breath between the next days out and for being dorky and fun. Day's in are Lotties favourite. She can crawl til her heart is content and when she gets sick of that she can walk with her look at me go smile behind anything that moves. She's an explorer and her favourite expedition is usually to the shower, and if the bathroom door isn't closed, the expedition usually ends with a change of clothes. We also need to keep the toilet door closed, becuase we really wouldn't want somebody to leave the toilet seat up, Lottie to get in there, pull out the toilet duck and get some in her mouth resulting in me calling the poison hotline. I'm just sayin'.
Sometimes the toaster doesn't even manage to get packed away and by the time Mat gets home I wonder exactly where the day went and how the house managed to look as if we were halfway through moving the bedrooms into the lounge room, the kitchen into the bathroom, the laundry into the study (OK, you get the picture). But when you have two gorgeous girls needing to be played with Mt Clothesmore can wait.
Our photo shoot
You know you are going to find it impossible to not want to buy every single photo from the session when you have tears in the viewing. I can't wait to get the photos back!
Soooo close to the Christmas Season
I can't believe we are half way through November already! So excited about Lotties first Christmas and Willow's first Christmas with a sister. We always put the Christmas tree up on the first day of December, but for the moment I am in a slight state of denial about how a Christmas tree is going to go this year. I have visions of walking into the lounge room and seeing the Christmas tree flat on the ground with two sets of arms and legs poking out from underneath it. We will work it out becuase quite frankly, not puting up a Christmas Tree is out of the question.Grrrr. Can't ger rid of this random space - sorry!
My little business adventure
Six moths ago Lo and Lot Creations was nowhere on the radar of things that I wanted to do. I hadn't realised that I missed having a chance to be creative, and along with that I hadn't realised that I missed being inspired by other peoples creativity. There was a whole world of clip arts and dessert table and party styling that I never knew existed, and blogs that are of the most creative and professional parties ever, and I am just in awe.
Sandpit
Mat built Willow and Lottie a sandpit, and it is the greatest! As much as we used to love going outside, the extent of things to do was pretty limited, but now she has a sandpit that she loves just in time for summer.
Finding my i-pod
I used to loooove my music, but now sadly I don't think I could name any new songs that are being played on the radio, and the wiggles and playschool songs are what gets stuck in my head now. My i-tunes catalogue used to be massive but when the hard drive of the computer crashed I lost it all. But I found my ipod and it is hooked up to the car and the music in the car is mine. Hello again Lior, Pete Murray, Angus & Julia Stone, Jose Gonzales, The Waifs - you guys beat the Wiggles any day! And Willow has one favourite Pete Murray's Happy Ground - So cute listening to her sing "Happy now, happy now, happy now I'm on happy ground" and mumble through the rest of the words.
My girls - They are my sunshine
I love it when I'm speaking to somebody and I say me and the girls.
I love it that Lottie is starting give glimpses of who she is going to be. She gives the most gorgeous little screwed up nose, two big bottom teeth smiles, but she also has a cute little thinking serious face. She doesn't have a little girly giggle, she has a deep goofy chuckle and does a dance that resembles a cowboy on a bucking bull with one arm waving in the air. She rules her own world and she loves doing her own thing, which makes the times when she does cuddle in and give kisses even the more special.
I love that Willow is so full of love and affection. Sometimes I like to way overexagerate hurting myself just so that I can enjoy her taking care of me with her "Ohh, are you OK Mumma? Where does it hurt? Do you need a kiss better? There you go, are you better nows?" She gets carried away with her stories and pretending to talk on the phone and comes out with the strangest ideas that usually start with a big proclamation of "I know, how about...." She speaks in sentences that are getting increasingly elaborate, and sometimes I just want her to slow down and speak in the baby language for just a litte longer and when she slips out an "ovo" instead of and "over" it makes me smile.
I asked Willow what she likes and she said "Lollies and smarties and sandpit and kissing baby Lucy and Daddy" (not quite sure why I wasn't mentioned here, becuase just personally I do think that I am her favourite...) and I am sure if Lottie could speak she would say paper and Row Row Row Your Boat.
To balance it out a little (becuase we need the not so special to make us appreciate the fantastic)....I am craving sleep like a crazy person, the sand from Willow's sand pit is also all over the pavers and all through the house and Willow cranked the oven up to max when I had a mega rich Donna Hay brownie in and it literally burned to a crisp.
Other than that, life is beautiful!
