Sorry

. . . that I have been neglectful. Half of me is always trying to catch up on something and the other half is trying to slow down and breathe.

I will share some cuteness (I adore him!).

not

I am not having a lot of computer time lately and I am not getting through my to-do lists at all. Sadly my bloggies are lacking and, oh no, just realised I have to go and fill in Caleb's therapy homework book for tomorrow morning - doh! He is taking part in a study at the Royal Children's, cripes, remind me to tell you about it later. Here he is the other week getting a cast. It was only on for one week and I ripped it off last Monday night ready for his first group therapy. Ok. Have a good one.

Belated

A (sincere apologies for a belated)
big birthday wish
for my dearest sister, Sheree.

My chocie-birthday-cake-eating sister
celebrated another year older in July.

She is a treasure!

Love you darhl!

Enjoy being, erm, a little older for the whole year.

Kiss Kiss.

Amy is 2

Amy had her second birthday week before last (I think). Time is something that I cannot seem to get a grip of lately. Anyway, here are a few shots:

The birthday girl

Her baby sister Matilda, erm, nearly 4 months (?)

All the girls got fairy wings and the boys got bug catchers. Pretty cool.

Caleb learned to conquer the largest climbing 'boulder'.

Hope you enjoy being a big 2 year old Miss Amy!

He's Growing!

Yep, my baby boy is growing up and growing way too fast. He crawls around a bit like a crab - instead of two knees it is one knee and one foot . . . he can get around very quickly. He loves to stand and pull himself up on anything that he can get his chubby little hands on. He is cute and very proud of himself.

He is loving balls. He chases a blue prickly one around outside. Caleb has started playing catch with rolling the ball near him. He does an elephant walk pushing a ball along with his arms as he crawls. The inside ball has jingly bells, he knocks that one around like crazy.

No piece of cloth is safe. No item of clothing is safe. Yep, self feeding and the mess that it brings. Ew. This afternoon I stood in a tiny piece of vegemite sandwich that had sneakily been set to trap me after his lunch time ravishing.

He is such a little character. He has been a bit sick of late however, his character has been a bit miserable and a bit grumpy. He is improving and returning to his normal charming self. Griffy, you are a little monkey, we love you and your little ways. Please slow down and enjoy being the baby!

My *big* baby has a serial cast on his lower right leg and foot, as of yesterday. This week has also been chockers with other appointments. Physio appointment to check his measurements and angles and abilities. Club foot clinic for Griffy, all is good there. Vision check - great result with Caleb having excellent vision with what he can see, no true result/known extent of his visual field loss until he is much older and can have a harder computerised test.

A tiny catchup for now. Plus . . .

Happy Birthday to David

Happy Birthday to Riley

Happy Birthday to Mikayla

Happy Birthday to Kobie.

(again) Slack

Slack slack little blogger! Between birthdays and parties and sick children my time has been spread quite thin. Will share some photos this week as time allows - got a few hundred of late.

Happy Birthday to Amy!

She is now 2 years old. She had a little butterfly party at a park at Coorparoo. Lovely morning with lovely weather and a happy bunch of kids. Janene made a cool butterfly cake!

Let us all have a *great* week!
Mwah!

Big Boy

Happy Birthday Caleb!

Five years old.

We have had cake and party food coming out of our ears but could not miss out on something on his actual birthday while having a nice quiet dinner at home with our little family. Go the Freddo icecream cake!

Busy

Busy busy. The school holidays were busy with appointments for Caleb and the nights were pretty busy with a sore and sorry Griffin (his gums have big lumps, the Bonjella helps, just wish we could see something poking through to warrant his pain).

This week I am making pirate type things and preparing for Caleb's Pirate Birthday party. Today I had five loads of washing and not any time to shower. Showers are *so* nice. Mmm. I have limited time to finish preparing for the party before Friday is spent at the Royal Childrens Hospital for another round of Botox - upper and lower limb. Saturday is a right off with Caleb's best mate at school having her party in the morning followed by my cousin's party for 1 year old Max in the afternoon. Cripes, writing it all down makes it even worse.

I'm off to make some pirate sashes.

Jeez

July already? Cmon.

Quite a few things that haven't been blogged, but I had intended on.

Happy Birthday to Kate, hope you had a wonderful day.

Happy Birthday to Mel, hope you had a wonderful day.

Happy Birthday to Debbie - have a wonderful day tomorrow.

Just Jill is in town with her two girls - I will get to meet Baby Amelia next week - wahooo!

The King of Pop. Gone. He is one person who will live on through history. Michael Jackson was the music I listened to growing up. I still listen to. Timeless music that is good and easy and catchy and good. I feel quite sad for him, I wish he could have grown up from that cute little boy into a man with ease and have been comfortable in his own skin.

And this cute little boy . . . .

is crawling! He has been getting around a room with ease for a while - backwards, sidewards, anything really. He can sit, drop down on his belly & play and return back up on his bottom to sit. He loves standing up, he walks well when I hold him up by his hands, he strongly pushes himself into a hands and feet/downward dog type position, he is loving it!

Today he pulled himself up on the easel . . . and fell - the cries were from fright, from a sore head hitting the carpet, from a 'what the hell just happened?' I think if he is pulling himself up now, well, there *may* be quite a few more falls coming our way.

His crawl is delightful. Very bouncy and new. Very strong and he even leaps forward with his feet pushing as well. Delightful.

On the weekend when the mower chose to behave in an uncooperative manner, the tools came out. Two lots of tools for two mowers. Awww, so sweet!

Sweet. Well. When this sweet little thing had enough of drawing on her paper (and the table - see the large black circle?) she moved onto her hand. I caught her in action. Little (sweet) terror. We visited Caleb's little school. She has a lot of fun when we visit. Caleb gets extremely excited seeing us, he nearly bursts and gets loud - the excitement comes out in volume.

Have a great Friday and weekend. An unwell baby hasn't been fabulous for my naps, this Mummy needs to catch up.

Security?

Caleb and I just walked in to the study. There is a baby blanket laying over his keyboard. I figure he isn't concerned about dust, so . . .

Caleb, why is there a blanket over your computer?

So Zali can't see it and she won't touch any of my buttons.

(quiet snigger from Mummy here).

Daddy walks in. I share the story with him and we both have a little snigger.

Daddy says 'is that so Zali won't touch your computer, mate?'

Yep.

Do you think she is silly, Caleb?

Yep.