Our week was pretty uneventful, due to rain, rain and more rain, resulting in housebound midgets with far too much energy.

Inbetween the rain, we made some time to go for one of our walks, looking for frogs and insects.

I love our walks together; simple, no rushing, no time, just exploring. Me and my boys. 

One of Oliver on our morning walk.

The proof's in the pudding - my children do respect me and, more importantly, they listen to me.

I spent a good few minutes telling the boys they can play with the water, providing they didn't spray me, as I had my camera, which isn't at all fond of water in any form.

I give you Exhibit A - this offender clearly respects and listens TO ME.

It seems getting my phone sorted involves far more paperwork and beaucracy than I had imagined.

In the meantime please use 083 200 2557 or email me.

All finally sorted, back on line 083 212 3430

Liam pointing at the number you can call me on - I know very cheesy indeed, but I am fustrated and tired - and it's only Monday. 

Leanne & Andrew's wedding in a couple of days time.

Santa Bloke, as the kids call him, is almost here. My intention for the next couple of days is to remain grounded, far away from all the shopping malls and the chaos of Christmas. Just to savour and enjoy this time of the year.

I am posting these ...well, just because I reakon you haven't seen enough pictures of the midgets ;-).

We were at a birthday party last week Saturday, or was it Sunday?  I can't actually remember.  And it doesn't really matter.
The point of the post is we bumped into Zoë and Eva, who are both now one-year-olds - already!
 
I managed to get these in just before they left the party and it reminded me of the times we would often bring the boys to the park and rock them to sleep in the same sort of tyre swing and then, when asleep, carry them home to tuck into bed.