To my wife, mother of my child, my best friend, my closest family, my life.
My love.
Tuesday, 19 May 2009
Saturday, 2 May 2009
Rockin' the suburbs
Saturday afternoon relaxing. "What's that sound?"
Oh, yeah. A lawnmower. We aren't in Brunswick anymore.
Oh, yeah. A lawnmower. We aren't in Brunswick anymore.
Wednesday, 29 April 2009
Sunday, 12 April 2009
To lose something you don't have
Awwww,... Such a sorry sound to hear Maya with her cold. She sounds like someone who's lost their voice with laryngitis, but she doesn't have a voice to lose yet!
Saturday, 21 February 2009
Maya's Superpower
#2 We drove all the way down Eastlink, over the 1001 speed-humps of Yarra Council (including the bizarre speed-hump on top of a speed-hump) past our old Taylor Street place and she didn't wake, but she wakes up when we go over the tiny 'driveway' bump at the entrance to our street!
Saturday, 7 February 2009
To coin a phrase
To describe the little chunky bits from when the baby vomits I propose the term "Chucky Cheese".
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