Sixteen trucks

Henry is slowly improving with his language and talking. Don't get me wrong, he can make himself understood and most of his words are said clearly. As his parents, we are very good at translating "Henry speak" into the English language. However, every now and then when he is trying to tell us something we stare blankly at him and get him to repeat himself over and over again until we get it. And so was the case earlier this week when we were in the car and Henry wanted me to play his music CD.

"Not Playschool one Mum-mum. Sixteen trucks one." he said.

"Which one?" I asked.

"Sixteen trucks." he replied.

"We don't have a sixteen trucks CD." I said.

"Yes we do." Henry stated confidently.

"How do the songs go?" I tried.

And then out came the familiar lyrics to "I Like to Sing" and I realised sixteen trucks was actually Henry trying to say Justine Clarke.

Mr and Mrs

The castle.

(Emma and Dave's house in Kangaroo Valley)

Mr and Mrs reunited in their royal carriage.

The royal couple engage in some marshmallow toasting with a local.

Seated in their thrones, it's bacon for breakfast.

Starting to show the strain of keeping up appearances.
A rare glimpse of royalty at play.

Showing their support for their favourite cause "Squeaky Clean Before Bed".

As the royal visit draws to a close, a last supper is held to celebrate the reunion.

Better Homes and Gardens - eat your heart out

We've started turning our house into a home. One of the first rooms to get a makeover is the room joining the kitchen. The previous owners used it as a second lounge room but we wanted to make it part of the kitchen and use it as an informal room to socialise when entertaining, as well as a bit of a family room for the kids to play in.

The "before" photo.

The painters are in.

The smile says it all.

The "after" photo.