tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-202206282024-03-08T06:09:51.962+10:30through my eyesA peek into my days as a SAHM -
crafting, baking, kids and snippets of my everyday life as mum to four gorgeous kids.
- Caleb(1997), Nathan(1998), Isaac(2005) & Jacinta(2008)
During 2010 you can follow me as I record our every day life via photo a day for the entire year.Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.comBlogger491125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-85610525405992395612012-03-30T11:29:00.000+10:302012-03-30T11:29:16.985+10:30Mug Rug SwapI was recently involved in a mug rug swap with my online quilting group. I was lucky enough to recieve this gorgeous mug rug from <a href="http://becclarke.blogspot.com.au/">Bec</a> . I love the little bunny and the tents, so cute, thanks Bec!<br />
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This is the one I made for <a href="http://thedovenest.wordpress.com/2012/03/21/sweet-birdie/">Rachel</a>. I forgot to take a photo of it finished so have grabbed this one from Rachels blog...hope thats ok Rach! Pop over there if you would like to see some photos of it in action...her stunning photgraphs and captivating writing make it a lovely place to visit!<br />
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I really enjoyed the process of making such a small manageable project, so when it was my good friend <a href="http://nelliebligh.blogspot.com.au/">Nells</a> birthday this week, I knew exactly what I wanted to make for her - A mug rug of course! I grabbed a pile of scraps in her favourite colour combo, and this is the result. I love the effect of the echo quilting around the hand pieced star. Happy Birthday Nell!<br />
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</div>Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-46968527364705938012012-01-18T15:45:00.000+10:302012-01-18T15:45:24.125+10:30a beach holidayLast week was spent relaxing at the beach house at Pt Elliott. We all went down on the Saturday and Sunday, then because Craig had to work all week, he and Caleb came back home Monday. I had a couple of very relaxing days with Nathn, Isaac & Jacinta and then met a friend a Strath and picked Caleb back up Wednesday afternoon. Thursday Ali and the kids arrived, Friday night Craig returned and Saturday morning Peter finally made it. I had lots of photos to share, but blogger wont play nice, so if you would like to see waht we got upto then here is a link to an album Ive upoaded to facebook - enjoy!!!<br />
<a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150531796427871.398357.522287870&type=1&l=ba14911eb4">CLICK HERE</a> to see the photos.Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-65388205829068317042012-01-02T20:27:00.001+10:302012-01-06T21:14:53.172+10:3012 WIPs in 2012WIP challenge 2012...getting some things finished.<br />
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AJ is hosting a challenge through her blog to get a some of our unfinished items done - one a month for this year - I'm up for the challenge. Click on the button above to get all the details on how to join up from her blog. <br />
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* Nathans train and animal quilt, top completed (was supposed to be for his 5th birthday...mmmmm he is now 13 oops!)<br />
* Scrap bag quilt, top completed.<br />
* Purple quilt, add borders to top (was destined for Quilts for QLD, so hurry up and finish and send it, or finish and donate it somewhere else)<br />
* Hunky Dory D9P blocks to make into a quilt top <br />
* Dark country fabric blocks (which I no longer like) - do something with!<br />
* Jacinta's single bed quilt - already cut (try and finish for her birthday)<br />
* Isaac's single bed quilt - designed and waiting for the final cutting to be done<br />
* Crochet blanket...keep on slogging away!<br />
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* Lily & Will charm square quilt - top needs borders added<br />
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I will add to this list as I come across more WIP !Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-47267104087889839892012-01-02T20:18:00.000+10:302012-01-02T20:18:48.941+10:30One little wordIve been thinking for days about which word to choose as my <a href="http://aliedwards.com/2011/12/one-little-word-2012.html">'one little word'</a> for 2012. I'd almost decided to bring <a href="http://nicolewood.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-year-begins010111.html">Balance </a>through to this year, I still don't feel like Ive achieved what I set out to last year in regards to this word. This morning I commented on another blog about her choice of word and joked that I was sure my word would probably find me. Only a few hours later it did. My word for 2012 is <br />
<span style="font-size: large;">EXPLORE</span><br />
<strong>ex·plore</strong><br />
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2012 will see Jacinta start at Kindergarten 2 full days a week, Isaac will be in year one, and both Caleb & Nathan will be at high school. It will be the year I need to begin thinking about my transition from being a SAHM to eventually returning to some form of employment outside of my home. It will be a year with big changes to my routines, and to those of the kids. <br />
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My intentions for 2012...<br />
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To explore ME... To look at ways of being a better person - a wife, mother, friend and putting these into action. Further building my relationships with family and friends - including taking part in '40 days of love' later this year with the group we did the very rewarding 'One month to live' with in 2011.<br />
I want to put more of my thoughts into actions, things like actually making that meal and dropping it off to a friend having a busy week instead of just thinking about it! <br />
To explore my future work opportunities by beginning some volunteer work at the kindy, and maybe even the school (I do have a bachelor of Teaching which I should eventually make use of again!) <br />
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To explore ways of organising myself better so that all that paperwork gets attended too, and that crafty time with friends gets made, and the kids all get the time they each need, and i get the time i need for me to keep going.<br />
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Obviously my quilting mojo must have returned with the dolls quilt - it was the first thing i had finished all year! Today I spend the whole afternoon at the machine, and finished this quilt top. Its for Nathans teacher for Christmas. She had Caleb for two years, and then Nathan for the last two, so I wanted to make her something a little special. I'm hoping to get it quilted in the next week. I'm still not sure about the little red square in the top corner, but i had to add it as i was running desperately short of the white homespun, and then cut the border strip about 1/2" short - grrrrrrrrr. Any thoughts on what to bind it with - red or black ?<br />
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My little princess will start her pre entry sessions at kindy this term, so there is much excitement in the house about that! Here are a few photos I snapped of her yesterday (straight from the camera...cant edit them on this computer!) ....love my girl... (YAY the upload worked first time!!!)<br />
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Since yesterday was my birthday, it seemed the perfect time for a few self portraits of me and the little ones, and then I handed over the camera to Nath to take a few shots of me to record the day.<br />
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I spent a lovely day with a couple of special friends, my sort of day...nothing fussy, just time spent with people who always make me smile....ok usually laugh till it hurts may be a better description! I was inundated with facebook messages, texts, phone calls and a few visitors and then had a lovely dinner with Craig and the kids. Its days like that which remind me how truly blessed I am to have such wonderful family and friends. Now Im officially in my 40s, rather than just being 40. Life is good. I hope and pray that the next year is just as happy as my year of being 40 has been.Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-13922468605968989962011-08-21T21:10:00.000+09:302011-08-21T21:10:34.829+09:30thoughts on being 40...I cant believe that in just a few weeks I will be turning 41...where did that last year go? I cant complain though, I know many people wish they were a different age, but, Ive been really happy with being 40, its been a pretty good year for me. If I look back on my life, I'm happy with being just where I am. If I had to choose another stage of my life to revisit...maybe about 20 years or so ago, to when I was young and life was simple and carefree might be nice...wow, this time 20 years ago i was about to turn 21, single, and studying my teaching degree at uni....seems like a lifetime ago! But I love my beautiful family, and have surrounded myself with wonderful friends, and I am more than content with right here and now, even with the increasing amount of grey hair ( it has been around for about the last 10 years, I'm sort of used to that - but yes i still colour it and cover it up), the skin that is definitely starting to show signs of aging lol and all those other little signs that seem to happen as we age. In general I'm OK with all that.<br />
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The past year has been one that has seen me grow as a person. Ive learned to be content with who I am, Ive tried to look after myself a little better, both emotionally and physically; Ive made a point of trying to connect with my family and friends, and to really appreciate what an important part each of them is in my life and my heart. A lot of this was due to taking part in a programme called 'one month to live' It refocused me on what the really important things are, it made me look into myself and ask some hard questions, it made me truly value the friends that i have had forever, and cemented the place of a few new friends firmly in my life, It reminded me to dream, it reminded me to tell all those that are important to me how much they mean to me, and how much i love them, often; it focused me on believing in myself and made me realise that I'm very blessed to have pretty much always known my path in life, to have been able to follow that path and to have had the unconditional love of family and friends all the way. It made me examine and attempt to put the way i feel into words, sometimes a real struggle for me. Ive never liked talking on front of a group, and this involved a lot of that - cant say it got any easier, but with some gentle encouragement I did it.<br />
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As I enjoy these last few weeks of being 40, Im also looking forward to embracing the next year of my life and everything it may entail. Life goes on, and Im ready to enjoy the ride!Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-50265450335360975712011-08-12T16:04:00.000+09:302011-08-12T16:04:22.120+09:30Crafty DayWednesday I spent the day with my friend <a href="http://nelliebligh.blogspot.com/">Nell</a>. We planned on getting together once a fortnight this year to do something crafty - worked for a while, but then life started getting in the way! We try to do it as often as we can though. Today, after a trip to my local op shop, and a yummy lunch of homemade soup and pasties, Nell finished a crochet beanie, and knitted a scarf. I flicked through some craft books and then got stuck into making an A4 notebook cover to gift to a little friend who is turning 8 in a few weeks. I had seen one with a denim pocket on the front and knew I wanted to give it a go. <br />
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A pair of denim shorts from the op shop - with a cute printed pocket, and a piece lining fabric in her favourite colour (purple) and I was set. As usual, no pattern, so it took a bit of fiddling to remember how it all needed to go together.I added a little hand stitching to the pocket before I attached it. Im really happy with how it turned out, and it looks super cute with a set of mini gel pens tucked in the pocket.<br />
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With a pile of scraps and a little time before school pick ups I decided to whip up a zippered bag to match. I put in my first ever zip, and although its not done perfectly, it is functional and with the addition of a purple fabric ruffle, the little bag looks very cute. Not sure if this will go with the journal, or get popped in my bag to hold my lip glosses...i suspect it will be gifted and i will make another minus the purple (which is so not my favourite colour!) for me. Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-77861997075614903442011-08-10T20:51:00.000+09:302011-08-10T20:51:47.929+09:30One of the joys of winter<span id="goog_912525686"></span><span id="goog_912525687"></span>One of my favourite things when its cold outside, and the fire is going for weeks on end, is big pots of homemade soup. Ive been making chicken soup for years, and the occasional batch of pumpkin (with varying degrees of success). This winter I decided to try making Pea & Ham Soup. It was a big hit. Like most things I cook, I'm not good at following a set recipe, and tend to trawl around a few variations of what I'm making and come up with a version of my own. I have been asked by a couple of people for this one, so though I may as well share it here. This recipe fills (to the brim while the ham hocks are whole) my large oval slow cooker.<br />
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1 1/2 packs green split peas<br />
3 carrots - finely diced<br />
3 sticks celery - finely diced<br />
2 onions - finely diced<br />
2 bay leaves<br />
1/4 t mixed spice<br />
pepper to taste<br />
2 1/2 litres water<br />
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Rinse split peas and place in slow cooker. Place ham hocks on top of split peas, and add the carrot, celery and onion. Pour over water and add spice, bay leaves and pepper. Cover and cook on high with out stirring for at least 6 hours or until meat is falling from the ham hocks. Remove ham hocks, cool and remove meat. Discard fat, skin and bones, and add chopped meat back to soup. Continue to cook until soup peas have broken down and the soup has thickened.<br />
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Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-86771139847762232832011-08-05T13:39:00.000+09:302011-08-05T13:39:06.236+09:30WishStar light, Star bright, first star I see tonight,<br />
I wish I may, I wish I might,<br />
Have the wish I wish tonight.<br />
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I still wish on the first star I see at night, and make a wish as I blow my birthday candles out each year. Today as I carefully pulled the meat from some chicken bones that I was using to make soup, I came across the wish bone. <br />
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As children, my Dad would always carefully remove the wish bone for us every time we had a chicken. It would sit it on the bench to dry, and then using little fingers, two people would snap it in half. The person who got the bigger half, got to make a wish. Ive set aside the two wish bones, and tonight I will share this little story with my little ones, and two lucky people will get to make a wish of their own. Anyone that misses out can always go wish on a star ;)Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-31257605807852920452011-08-03T11:42:00.001+09:302011-08-03T11:52:21.453+09:30Lemon & Orange CordialSunday night I came home from a dinner with friends with a huge basket of lemons. Yesterday I made our first batch of homemade cordial for 2011. I also had a few home grown oranges Craig had been given by a customer, so I decided on an orange/lemon cordial. It is a wonderfully refreshing drink when made up with water and ice, or my favourite way to drink it is mixed with soda water for a 'real' lemonade taste. Today I will juice the rest of the lemons and freeze the juice to make up some more once this batch is gone.<br />
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I combined a couple of different recipes for this batch. If you want to make your own here is the recipe I used.<br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Lemon & Orange Cordial</span></strong><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">7 medium lemons</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">3 oranges</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">1.5kg sugar</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">1 1/2 litres water</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">2 Tablespoons Citric acid</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">2 Tablespoons Tartaric acid</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Combine water and sugar, in a non aluminium saucepan, and heat until all the sugar is dissolved.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Add the finely grated zest of three lemons to the sugar syrup and allow to cool.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Juice the lemons and oranges and dissolve the Citric acid and Tartaric acid in the juice.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Add strained juice to cooled sugar syrup mixture and mix well.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Transfer to clean, dry (and sterilised, if you want) bottles.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Courier New;">Refrigerate. Keeps for 4 - 6 weeks...if it lasts that long!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;">Drink diluted to taste with water and ice, soda water or lemonade.</span> Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-69564364782723747612011-08-02T10:38:00.000+09:302011-08-02T10:38:33.286+09:30everyday life | May, June, July 2011For anyone who is still bothering to check in here.....<br />
Finally after quite a bit of time away from my blog, I am back! I have been a bit slack with taking lots of photos lately, so I have caught up the last three months with monthly rather than weekly photo boards. From this point onward, I will be back to my weekly updates, and might even have some crafty goodness to share! YAY, and thanks for popping by!<br />
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This weekend we are going real camping. The kids, Craig and I, along with some awesome friends. We are heading to the Bendleby Ranges, and I cant wait. I cant wait to spend the weekend with my wonderful family and friends. And most of all, I cant wait to start creating some wonderful memories for my own children. Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-32674448326797393032011-05-25T11:36:00.000+09:302011-05-25T11:36:50.539+09:30a matter of perspectiveThe rain fell steadily and there was a definite chill in the air, the calendar indicated in was still autumn, but mother nature was telling a different story. The gentle warmth of the autumn sunshine had long gone, and the bitter cold of winter was slowly creeping in. A pile of freshly cut wood lay by the door and inside the fire burnt silently and brightly, its warmth enveloping all who entered the house. The scent of freshly washed clothes being dried near its heat wafted as you passed by. The smell of dinner slowly simmering away was beginning to fill the house, the bread was rising, and there were apples cooking gently on the stove. The table was full of the tell tale signs that the the morning had been a productive one for everyone, small smudged paintings sat drying, the edges curling from the amount of water that had been used in their creation. The broom lent on the wall next to the pieces of dried up rainbow coloured play dough that had been swept into a pile. In front of the fire the kitten slept, and nearby there were a few small toys scattered and a pile of picture books that had been shared earlier in the morning. Outside the window the rain continued to fall, inside their home the hearts were full of gratitude for such a simple yet perfect morning. <br />
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So that's been my morning. Yep, its cold and wet and miserable today, and guess Ive been stuck inside washing, cleaning, cooking and trying to tidy up after, and keep a three year old amused at the same time...but do you know what, I wouldn't want it any other way, it really was a perfect morning, and my heart is really happy and content today. Now I'm off to make a coffee, curl up in front of the fire with a magazine and then do a little more of Jacinta's crochet blanket (in some hope that it will be finished before she leaves home!)Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-80507302231996007372011-05-19T20:47:00.002+09:302011-05-19T20:47:34.264+09:30everyday life | week 17<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAQpX659WDbCzxKOl4yT-3QUqhJb979fVDMiEyg5HBouYVTSLDO1Cd3iOkrpMODFedsXwbEjNrYQagI1pZ5DgdZusRdOoRSWv-tFo5lau2jCnsEuN3MYN-ntkMHzeBptWyReZFwQ/s1600/week-17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAQpX659WDbCzxKOl4yT-3QUqhJb979fVDMiEyg5HBouYVTSLDO1Cd3iOkrpMODFedsXwbEjNrYQagI1pZ5DgdZusRdOoRSWv-tFo5lau2jCnsEuN3MYN-ntkMHzeBptWyReZFwQ/s400/week-17.jpg" width="367" /></a></div>Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-82164053051935749392011-04-30T20:25:00.000+09:302011-04-30T20:25:05.714+09:30everyday life | week 16<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Its an unconditional mutual bond that runs deep. Friends like this don't come along every day, they are truly a gift to your soul, to be cherished. You know they will be part of your life for a long, long time - no matter what. They just will. They don't question your decisions, they support your choice to make them - and then celebrate your successes or stand back waiting to catch you when you fall. They make you smile. They make your heart happy, and most importantly, they feel exactly the same way about you!Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-53545776084566944152011-04-06T12:43:00.000+09:302011-04-06T12:43:18.964+09:30everyday life | week 12<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBGiNAY6o1QaWeMJbXRdCzvClRudmcJDG4ZnkUppB1BtyY2WSfEEJ-aATkc7JnzSGuCiKbmsWbtN8XFeE3imFLXIqV8Y4Pay6ExxXBXTkeX_2QzXq82Sj_KA1rxTyR20SVJaAjbA/s1600/week-12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBGiNAY6o1QaWeMJbXRdCzvClRudmcJDG4ZnkUppB1BtyY2WSfEEJ-aATkc7JnzSGuCiKbmsWbtN8XFeE3imFLXIqV8Y4Pay6ExxXBXTkeX_2QzXq82Sj_KA1rxTyR20SVJaAjbA/s400/week-12.jpg" width="365" /></a></div>Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-67396432649477641272011-04-02T12:08:00.002+10:302011-04-02T12:14:47.693+10:30threeTo my beautiful little princess,<br />
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I have so many precious memories of you over the past three years.<br />
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You have really made our lives and family complete darling. I love the way you so totally embrace the fact that you are beautiful, doesn't matter if you are covered in mud or dressed to go out, you accept it, and you know you are beautiful. How I wish I could keep that in your heart forever. No matter where you are, no matter what you do in life my darling, hold tight to that confidence in yourself. <br />
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Just before you turned three, the bond between you and your dummy was finally broken. You spent a night at Auntie Vics while Daddy and I were away at a concert. You didn't ask for the dummy, and so Auntie Vic didn't offer it to you. When I arrived to pick you up the next day, we threw it in the bin at her place. Just as well, because once you were home to the familiar bedtime routine, all you wanted was your dummy. I stayed strong and persevered and it only took a few (long) nights for you to self settle with out it. You had relied on the dummy to comfort you for so long, that there have been lots of tears since it has been gone. You don't ask for the dummy, but without it, you still struggle to calm yourself easily when you get upset. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNHJSV1CHtXrtBeyjnomjLNq74w8zAZzXHR1RkAlktnFcvCZHNnUVRU26Eij_ScYGb7hnvITqewW8g857t8YYznol9RH73G8pH9RzD0iqTQuIBcJ16YEwdbVOOUEKPwlFttRNeA/s1600/IMG_9776.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbNHJSV1CHtXrtBeyjnomjLNq74w8zAZzXHR1RkAlktnFcvCZHNnUVRU26Eij_ScYGb7hnvITqewW8g857t8YYznol9RH73G8pH9RzD0iqTQuIBcJ16YEwdbVOOUEKPwlFttRNeA/s320/IMG_9776.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Isaac began school this year, and you have been a little lost at home with out him. You start asking about 10.00am if its time to pick the boys up from school yet. You are learning to play on your own. It makes me smile, watching you talk to your dolls and Teddy's as you make up pretend games with them. I hear my own words coming form your mouth as you gently settle them or tuck them in for a nap. Although sometimes I also hear as they are told off for doing something they shouldn't. It is all so cute to listen too. I must admit, I'm even starting to enjoy playing dolls with you sometimes, even dressing them can be kind of fun in small doses! You are ticklish and have a giggle that is contagious. You are loud. You are wary around most people, but if you decide that you like someone, then they are your friend from that point on! You have your first 'boy friend', one of Isaac's mates called Charlie. You talk about him all the time, and call out hello to him when ever you see him. It is so cute. Sometimes you will walk up to me and rub my arm, or cuddle me and melt my heart with a sweet little "I love you too Mummy". Ahhhh that's what life is all about my sweet little girl, and always know that I love you too!<br />
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Mummy xxx<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">PS - sorry about this appearing in the wrong place - the new blog editor doesnt publish when you saved the draft like the old one (ie back dated)...bit of a pain really! </span>Nic Woodhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03666326148585926873noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20220628.post-58940179306692500612011-03-28T22:16:00.061+10:302011-04-02T10:50:27.546+10:30My Happy Place<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7S8wyGDqmw2_awxcB_LjXI5zwMaJEKKjdMfsBq0ZYSGqe9PRvRApXHK593ZA7MiUqKUU6lTEL1JULS5IohSk5nJbkBBOftNavFeRuR_oc4l42v58fHuOHVi8BdrJVmkbqBpxFrQ/s1600/P1030411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7S8wyGDqmw2_awxcB_LjXI5zwMaJEKKjdMfsBq0ZYSGqe9PRvRApXHK593ZA7MiUqKUU6lTEL1JULS5IohSk5nJbkBBOftNavFeRuR_oc4l42v58fHuOHVi8BdrJVmkbqBpxFrQ/s400/P1030411.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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It's peaceful. <br />
It's beautiful in the sunshine or the rain.<br />
Sitting looking over the water, watching the kids play.</div>It makes me smile.<br />
Its definately my happy place.<br />
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