‘Mum don’t even bother talking to us! We’re watching McQueen!!!’… xx

I love you Desk…. but does everything have to be thrown out the window… or off the deck… or on to the floor… or at mum… or and Dacka… hmmm ok maybe Dacka deserves it some times!! xx

My tanned little man! Sometimes I wonder how you’ve grown so big so fast. And others, I realise you’re still my little baby boy who loves loves loves his mooky mook mook. xx

Trashy mc trashersons… xx

Love my busy babes….

I love creating for you my precious man! Loved the delicious chats we had it your new teepee hideaway even more though… xx

Love fresh flowers…

My plonka, you’d just woken up from your lunchtime sleep. You grabbed raggy and wrapped your little arms around Mama’s neck. We came out to the lounge room and you just plonked on the thai bed. I love it… you put your face in your raggy and squeal with delight! xx

Oh my delicious babies!!!! 3 hour sleep on the way home from Fraser Island… xx