Tuesday, July 22, 2014

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ode - in the fish tankmae - a soggy jog on the beachebe - oh gloriously cheeky and happy boyace - happily plays and explores

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

     

ode – a baby no more, you’re exploring the world with new sophistication and lines of enquiry.

mae – my sweet sweet girl, you are a cheeky monkey

ebe – that smile! that twinkle in your eye! You enrich my life daily (and exhaust me with you’re non-stop thinking too!)

ace – while you adore the company of your siblings so much (they sure do make you laugh) you appreciate quieter moments to play and figure things out for yourself.

   

Joining in with Jodi (late).

Monday, July 14, 2014

a leaping ballerina

virtù - leaping ballerinavirtù - leaping ballerina detail and underside

There is a leaping ballerina in these parts. She leaps and spins and has fancy hands at most times. She’s not one for being still (she is also known at The Wriggler) Just now, during the school holidays, she is a little forlorn. You see her Monday evening ballet class doesn’t run during the school holidays. Missing two weeks is just sooooo painful for her.

I’ve stitched her a little leaping ballerina.

It’s been a while since I did some stitch’n. It felt good. It felt even better when I showed M and she showered me in gleeful plaudits.

The design – a colouring in sheet from the interwebs. I used a transfer pencil to mark the design onto the white linen. I don’t use this method often, the pink markings can be a tad thick and still faintly visible under the colourful floss. Not sure if the marking will fade with a wash. In this case it doesn’t much matter since it is after all a mostly pink ballerina.

Sunday, July 13, 2014

skipping class

This morning our family set out on a day trip to Balingup so that the older child-folk could attended a story telling workshop. We set out perhaps a little later than we’d hoped, the culprit for the delayed start myself – I’m always the lagger-ag-erer on a Sunday morning.

The mister, who was driver, took the family on a wild-goose chase petrol bargain hunting crusade to Mandurah and accidental detour on the old coast road. Our smallest traveller didn’t appreciate the extra time in the car and made his strong feeling known twenty minutes out from Donnybrook. I was happy enough sewing my hexies (although would have been happier with a cappuccino from the Mandurah detour escapade – but no matter).

virtù - hexie car craft

Getting the message loud and clear we stopped for a play at the famous Apple Fun Park… and then never went any further on. The day was just too beautiful, the park too fun, the sounds of play and joy too infectious, the smells of Sunday BBQs too delicious to seriously contemplate leaving. Instead it made so much more sense to stay and make our own stories playing and playing and playing. (And suffering the devastation of a poorly made coffee just when an awesome cappuccino was desperately needed #firstworldproblem #mamaneededagoodcoffee)

virtù - donnybrook apple fun park

There was so much equipment. We stayed for about three hours, the children not stopping to eat their lunches. They would seriously have stayed for much longer if they’d had the opportunity.

virtù - so much to do but ode chooses to fill his sock with sandvirtù - filling his sock with sand

With all that was on offer, sweet O. still felt that filling his socks with sand was good fun.

virtù - little explorer

Our littlest family member sure was happy crawling around the grounds exploring, much more to his liking than hanging out in the car. Not many photos of his eldest brother though – he was rushing about, all super-spy like, from one apparatus to the next.

virtù - mae has a good time

Eventually though we had to call it a day, climb in the car and drive the two and a half hour journey back home. We stopped at an orchard to grab a box of apples on our way.

virtù - box of apples

I found a CD with some of my favourite 1980s tracks for the return journey. Great hits like Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, Manic Monday, Money For Nothing and Blister in the Sun were lost for most of our passengers, who fell asleep not long after leaving. Don’t worry – they woke up with enough distance to home for eye-spy to become boring.

It was good to skip class.

It’s got me all thinking about the time Dave and I skipped class in Dharamsala. Then our teacher was his holiness the Dalai Lama. We were falling in love and had the foot hills of the Himalayans to explore… but that is a story for another day.

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ace - sweet profile ebe - intense concentrationmae - vegemite faceode - loves to paint and is learning his colours

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

    

ace – such a sweet profile, he has been keenly observing his older siblings antics in the first week of the school holidays

ebe – always creative, this week he has produced wonderful art, designs and poetry

mae – bless those vegemite smears on her sweet cheeks and chin

ode – learning his colours as he paints, in contrast to his older sister is quite the tidy painter

        

Joining in with Jodi.

Monday, July 7, 2014

arrrrrrr! she’s a pirate

virtù - pirate mae

M’s teacher decided to end the term with a pirate dress up day. When I read the about the upcoming event in the class newsletter I must confess my heart sank a bit, *sigh* creating costumes isn’t really my forte. I’m not one for dress ups. My partner on the other hand – he loves a good costume party and my children to date seem to have inherited his enthusiasm.

On reflection the costume making wasn’t so bad. I’d made a tri-fold hat before (whereabouts now unknown – check out the picture of E way back then), the eye-patch was a breeze, the belt buckle was cut from a nappy box and the skirt was made with some purple fabric from the stash that I’d been trying to use up since forever. Win. Dada Dave came across the sword on a colleague’s desk and borrowed it for the day. It came home unbroken too. Win again.

She was one happy pirate. Biggest win of all.

The problems that she’s been facing at school all came to a head in the last week of term.  Her teacher noticed her extremely miserable one day at school and after much coercing over the coarse of the day M finally confided to her about the other girls excluding her from play and being nasty to her. The teacher addressed the issue immediately and the parents of the other girls were also notified. It was amazing to witness the immediate change in M. It was like a huge weight had been lifted from her shoulders.  The ring-leader, our neighbour, has since apologised reluctantly under the duress of her mother. M forgave her immediately and whole heartedly. My rational mind has too, but my heart is lagging a bit behind. Rationally I know that the child is so very young herself, but I also know that she knows right from wrong and she chose to wrong MY baby girl. I also know that  she comes banging on our door to play with M after school everyday (because there is nothing better to do) only to then bully her the following day at school.

It’s an awkward situation. I know it will pass. Just now though my inner lioness has been stirred. 

Sunday, July 6, 2014

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mae - sandpit playace - plays with his grandmaode - looking up, its how he rolls.ebe - climbing as usual

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

 

mae – plays in the sandpit, she is such a good natured person full of kindness and love. She also wriggle, wriggle, wriggles. It is a rare moment indeed to witness her sitting still.

ace – plays in the sunshine with his grandmother. Difficult to believe from this shot that the little one is on a sleep strike. He may be all smiles but his parents eyes are heavy with tiredness.

ode – looking up. That’s how he rolls. He is a “cup’s half full” kind of lad. Loves a bit of aeroplane and helicopter spotting too.

ebe – climbing again…

dada dave - ah! this is where the climbing thing comes from. … and this shot of his Dada Dave explains where that comes from!!!

  

Joining in with Jodi.

Monday, June 30, 2014

just a minute… in june

I am not naturally a winter person.

virtù - Ode made a snowman

I just can’t believe that it is the end of the month already. June has just flown by, I can’t believe we’re here at the end of the month already! And yet, some days this month just dragged on. It certainly hasn’t been an easy month in any regard, and I am certainly pleased to see the back of it.  My littlest babe ear infection from last month has now moved to the other ear. I am now starting to wonder if his silent reflux (resulting from his traumatic birth) has returned now that he is eating solids. Either way, there is not a lot of sleep in these parts, cracks are forming and some areas of life are falling apart. Thank goodness we’re on the other side of the winter solstice.

virtù - ode at Yo Gabba Gabbavirtù - Yo Gabba Gabba at Perth Converntion Centre

Listening…  to podcasts about Henry VIII including this one which I particularly enjoyed. Also went to the Yo Gabba Gabba live concert where O and I listened, sang along and danced to our favourite tunes.

the other boleyn girl

Watching… The Other Boleyn (2011). It didn’t really do Gregory’s novel justice but it wasn’t woeful. Condemned by faint praise much? Also watched seasons one to six of The Big Bang Theory – not because I am a huge fan of the show but because I have seen so many episodes on tele that I wanted to get an understanding of the episode order. It’s quiet an amusing show – certainly has been getting me through another tough month – there have been times when Dave and I have both found ourselves chuckling out loud.

the big bang theory

Sewing… Still not much. Too cold to sit and the machine when the cozy couch is such an inviting alternative. Even so I did finish piecing together a quilt top and have started hand-sewing some hexies which I am planning to sew on the backing.

virtù - in my accidental stocking hat

Knitting… Whilst I did manage to complete a couple of hats this month, the jumper I have almost finished for baby Ace still sits waiting for the final knitted rows, about three in fact, and yet it still sits in an unfinished state. There is no justifiable rationale.

virtù - a box of crocheted squares

Crocheting… After years of sitting in a box my CAL squares are finally being joined together. About time. Don’t hold your breath though – there is no finish line on the horizon yet.

virtù - celebrating Susie's birthday

Celebrating… my “grand-daughter” Susie’s birthday. June 9th is the special day in case your wondering.

virtù - riding our bikes

Playing… outside when ever we get the chance. Took only a handful of bike rides in June. Hoping to get a few more under our belt during the upcoming school holidays. Re-visited some parks that we hadn’t been to in a long long time this month. Indoors the little ones and I  started making story time at our local library a bit of a regular thang. My Ode is now at that age where he really gets something out of it while baby Ace seems to revel gazing at all the bigger children.

virtù - Ode at the library

So how about you? Has June been good to you? Are you a winter person or just trying to make it through to the warmer months?

Sunday, June 29, 2014

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ode - rides his trikemae - on the see-saw with her dadace - loves being out doors exploring the gardenebe - natural climber

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014  

   

ode – enjoys riding his trike, it’s red so it goes fast!

mae – relishes being on the see-saw with her Dada

ace – loves being outdoors, explores his world on all fours now (bye-bye commando crawl)

ebe – there is not a tree he will not attempt to climb

    

Joining in with Jodi.

Saturday, June 28, 2014

for the family’s freo supporter

virtù - the freo lovervirtù - the freo lover handballing

On seeing his little brother’s hat, E. was quick to request one for himself. Looking through the acrylics that I am trying to use up we found the perfect Freo Docker shade of purple. I used it all making this hat. Just had enough. It was destiny.

Ravelled.

E. is the only Docker’s supporter in the family. He chose the team early on, his father and sister are mad keen North Melbourne supporters. I hold great fears for little O., I think his big sister is getting in his ear and so sometimes he claims to be heading the Kanga’s way too. In an effort to sway my youngest babe to the Swans I knitted him another stocking hat, this time a bit bigger so that he’d have it for a few years. Turns out I made it too big… it fits me! Have doubts about little Ace’s devotion to the team, last week just as the umpire started the game with the centre bounce he shat all over his Swannies onesie. Nappy explosion people! Not impressed.

virtù - a swannies hat that was suppose to be for him but fits me!

Ravelled.

Thursday, June 26, 2014

a high contrast cube, better late than never

virtù - ace grabbing his cubevirtù - a high contrast cube for my babevirtù - my ace with his cube

This black and white cube was suppose to be made for my baby Ace just after he was born.  It takes the first six to eight months of a baby’s life for his eye sight to develop, so high contrast toys are easier for little ones to see. Regrettably this cube was finished and gifted to the lad when he was already eight months, so the time when he could have got the most benefit from it in a visual sense had pretty much passed. The pieces of fabric had been cut well before his birth, and in the end it only took maybe an hour all up to sew together. It was so much easier than I thought it was going to be.  Now I wish I had got my act together sooner.  Still, he is enjoying chewing it, throwing it around and generally just checking it out so I guess better late than never.

                   

Playing along with Leonie.

Wednesday, June 25, 2014

{yarn along} joining it together + bridget jones mad about the boy

virtù - joining the CAL blanket

FINALLY! I’ve started to join the squares that I hooked  as part of a crochet-along in 2012. It’s going to be a very odd looking blanket, the squares are various sizes and I’m embracing the inconsistencies as I join them. I’ve named this project the Oddity Blanket. Day by day I fall in and out of love with it. The yarn that I had on hand to join them and make a border is starting to run out so I expect the project will be put on hold again until the next time the yarn is on sale. I’m in no rush. I’ve waited this long already.

I don’t think the finished blanket will be square or rectangular when its finished. Already one end is longer than the other. Do you think this matters in blanket? 

Speaking off things a little off balance and quirky, I’m reading the latest instalment of Bridget Jones’s Diaries “Made About the Boy”. Only a couple of pages in and already I’m laughing out loud. Got to say that I certainly do enjoy a flawed heroine.

   

Linking up with Ginny.

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

running late but being early

virtù - tracing and cutting patterns for sewingvirtù - prepping for sewing

The sun was shining in these parts today.  The washing dried (hallelujah for small mercies), sorted out a mix-up with E’s library card, and visited a park we haven’t been to in years, observing a western long neck turtle and lots of ducks. The afternoon was relaxed and so thinking that this week was Kids Clothing Week Challenge and I was already three days behind I got started tracing and cutting out a pattern. M. baked, E. played backyard cricket and A. crawled around my feet chasing balls. Lovely dovely afternoon…

… and it just got better and better. Using a piece of brown fleece that somehow made its way into my stash (and I sincerely doubt by me buying it so one has to wonder how it found its way into my possession) I managed to just squeeze in all the pattern pieces. Yee-haa.  Then just now I realised that KCWC isn’t actually until July 21, not June 21 so I am actually just under a month early. Yee-haa again.

The intention now is that this yoga tracksuit for M. will be finished before the next KCWC, with any luck that is. I guess if its not I can finish it then.

virtù - a duck under water

… and just because – here is a photo of a duck I saw swimming under water today.

Sunday, June 22, 2014

winter in the backyard

virtù - winter skyvirtù - leaves on the pool covervirtù - rosemaryvirtù - upturned car

The back garden is pretty messy today. We’ve been fortunate enough to have some pretty heavy downfalls with some fairly gusty winds this past week, so the garden is full of weeds, scattered leaves and upturned toys. The skies finally cleared this afternoon. Thank goodness. There was a substantial case of cabin fever going on inside.

We got outside. Little Ace enjoyed the outdoor swing while the others fought over turns on the trampoline. There was some backyard cricket, snail catching and some hide and seek too. The fresh air benefitted us all.

Last weekend while I was out crafting it up the kids and their father did quite a bit of gardening. They planted carrot seeds, broad beans and sugar snap peas. The rains have been so heavy that we’re a little worried that the seeds might rot or have been washed away. There are no signs of seedlings yet. Trust me, the kiddos are keeping a pretty keen eye on things. Fingers crossed some seedlings will break through the earth soon.

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mae - so so so excited to go to the dentist for the first timeebe - a gardener at heartode - can be bribed to do almost anything with a tic-toc biscuit ace - loves his bath

a portrait of my children, once a week in 2014

   

mae – so so so excited about seeing the dentist for the first time

ebe – a natural gardener

ode – can be bribed to do almost anything with a tic-toc biscuit

ace – enjoys his bath

                      

Joining in with Jodi.