Friday, September 11, 2015

A long overdue update

Everytime I open my wallet I'm greeted with a lovely photo of Henry when he was six months old.  He was such a happy, chunky baby and this photo captures him and his dimples perfectly.  However, Henry is now 10 years old and another two children have been added to the family since then.  Cue my wallet photo update.




When I pulled out the old photo there was another old photo behind it of me and Michael in our time before children.  The poor photo is so old it has discoloured, as well as discoloured the plastic window slot for a new photo. 




While it's not perfect it is an improvement.  Me thinks I might need a new wallet.


Wednesday, September 09, 2015

Father's Day



Here is just a little snippet of Michael's Father's Day.  

No he's not in the dog house.  He just ended up sleeping on the lounge in the kitchen due to a night of musical beds and sick children.  








Wednesday, September 02, 2015

MythBuster

I volunteer at the kid's school for reading groups.  Yesterday, while setting up for reading with Buster's kindergarten class, his teacher came over to tell me about a recent incident in the classroom.

We all know how exciting it is for a child to lose their first tooth and how equally exciting the prospect of a visiting tooth fairy.

Max, a young lad in Buster's class, recently stood up for news to talk about losing his first tooth and the money the tooth fairy had left him.  Buster then matter of factly told him and the class "You know there's no such thing as the tooth fairy.  It's your parents."

Myth busted.  Bubble burst.

The saddest thing is Buster hasn't even lost a tooth yet.  He doesn't get to live for one moment the joy and dreams of thinking there is a tooth fairy.  I don't even know who busted this myth for him.  I suspect it was Milly.  She has been suspicious of the tooth fairy and Easter bunny for a while.  She's kept very quiet about her thoughts on Santa but I'm sure she knows about him too.  As for Henry, I'm not sure how much of the truth he knows.  He's a dreamer so I'm betting if he does know, he's keeping it too himself so he can keep believing.

Poor Max.