Category Archives: children

Happy 9th Birthday

I know this picture is blurry, but is so captures my daughter’s joy and her spirit, as well as her relationship with her dad.

My beloved daughter turned 9 years old today.

We had a party at home, with 8 girls altogether.

There was lots of laughter, lots of hugs, party music, and excitement.

I think that I enjoy the party games just as much as the girls do.

I made the cupcakes as the birthday cake. They had lemon icing and sweets as trimming. I am embracing their icing imperfection:-)

Happy birthday sweetheart.

Love you.

Playdates

Since moving out of Sydney, and moving to a more rural location, I have found it is easier, and much more relaxed to arrange playdates.

For example, there is a little friend who is a neighbours’ child who appears regularly a couple of times a week at our front door, seeing if my daughter can come over to play, or otherwise she stays to play at our home.

I have been getting to know her parents at the School Bus stop each morning as we chat together as we wait for the children’s big Yellow School Bus to roar up to the bus stop and take them to school. I’ve also invited her Mum over for an afternoon coffee and afternoon tea, which was quite lovely.

They live a few houses away, and they play so well together.

Yesterday afternoon, we ran into the family at the shops, and I invited the little girl over to have and early “movie night” to watch a kids movie with my daughter, and to have some homemade popcorn.

When she arrived, she had her best sparkly sequin tights and a new trendy jacket, just as though she were going out on a Friday night. Well, it was Friday night after all.

They had a great time, and really enjoyed sharing the movie together and saying the dialogue and impressions of the characters afterwards.

It is so refreshing that little friends can just pop around, rather than when we lived in the city. In Sydney,  playmates had to be scheduled a week at least in advance, and needed to be fitted in amongst lots of scheduled after school activities and parents work commitments. Children had to be chauffeured to and from the playmate.

Its much more relaxed and natural like this. It feels much more normal.

I Don’t Know How She Does It: The Real Truth

I love this post over at Memories on Clover Lane.

I wish that I had known this about 10 years ago.

I Don't Know How She Does It: The Real Truth.

A Milestone

This morning, we took Barbie Girl down to the local netball courts with her Big Girl Bike she received for her birthday.

Streamers were blowing in the wind from the handlebars, the shiny pink and white bike raced manically across the 4 netball courts.

Then Dad got off the bike, to let Barbie Girl have a turn.

Donning her pink and white helmet, Dad running closely behind, she pedalled, uncertainly at first, then more confidently.

I held my breath when there were wobbles, and yelled out encouragement.
Pedal! Pedal!

After a half hour session, she can now, tentatively, ride a two wheel bike in a straight line on her own!

No more trainer wheels.

The next sessions are how to stop and how to turn around !

A trip to the bakery was in order to celebrate the occasion – a custard tart for me, cinnamon donut for Mr Techno and of course a finger bun with icing and cinnamon for the Barbie Girl, the rider of the Big Girl Bike.