And so another school holiday period has been and gone and seemed to flash past us before I could really grasp wind of it. All I have to show myself that they (both the kids and the holidays), were actually around at all is a few candid shots (okay, maybe way more than a few), of my babies doing things to keep themselves entertained while my sanity was patchily preserved.
There was the week of rain that drowned Melbourne for the first half of the holidays. This part was difficult to say the least but the kids did find ways to keep themselves marginally happy. They all chipped in to produce this giant drawing as seen on Instagram. Impressive yes, and already in the bin (awful Mum - I have been doing some cleaning up and had to push all sentimentality aside), at least I have this photographic memento.
My youngest decided to ditch the hands and knees thing pretty much altogether and began her life on legs midweek around April 9th, aged 15 months. (Or is she 16 months?) This is my farewell to the experience of my own babies crawling during a long career as a Mum. I am saddened yes, but my heart has lifted to the sight of a very happy little girl who wobbles and waddles with a beaming-bright smile and with an infectious confidence and excitement to match. Crawling is now reserved for extra special occasions and quick missions like nappy change escapes and chocolate sightings.
|She's got legs. She knows how to use them.|
We visited the brand-spanking new Melbourne Star Observation Wheel. (Stay tuned for a coming blog post), where Celeste practiced her newfound skills with much joy over the Melbourne skyline.
|Keeping one eye on the sights and one on the baby gave me a sore neck indeed!|
My boys (and big girl), happily gamed in messy bedrooms for hour upon hour, day after day. Who was I to complain? Despite my weekday gaming ban which kicks back into effect as soon as the school holidays end, my kids were free to game themselves to oblivion these holidays and this they did. (Let's not forget it was raining endlessly but why make excuses? They were quiet and well behaved and that's all that mattered to this Mum.)
Indiana turned a 14. Fourteen! (I cannot believe I am a Mum to a 14 year old!) She nabbed herself a very expensive Canon DSLR camera and hastily retreated back to her room where she spends most of her life these days. With the increase in her age has come a new independence. For the first time ever, my big Miss has decided she no longer wishes to accompany us on every
any family outing, choosing instead to stay home (in that bedroom), doing whatever it is that teens enjoy.
|Apparently selfie taking while dressed in a onesie, alone, is what teens enjoy most|
Another year, another event (Easter), another photo opportunity at the top of the stairs. My boys eagerly await the go-ahead on Easter morning, to commence their egg-hunt. I am witnessing their ageing looking back over these shots and a bit sniffly about that.
Keeping it real: Just minutes into the egg-hunt and Joaquin and Taite launch a full-scale brawl over legal ownership of a single dropped egg.
One saw it first: One touched it first - To whom does the egg belong? (I put that to you, dear reader.)
A sweet, albeit blurry image from minutes later when the youngest of the clan joins in. Realising sensibly, that they all have much more chocolate than they can ever possibly consume, Joaquin and Taite try to pass off some of their stash to the baby.
|I am still wondering who that woman holding a baby and smiling directly into my camera actually is?|
She looks as if she should be coming home with us.
Total photo bomb by an unknown member of the public.
We visited a chocolate factory. (Yarra Valley Chocolaterie - a coming blog post? Yes, maybe - why not.)
My boys scrambled along with Melbourne's multitudes, in the hunt for tokens which converted to eggs, awarded by this big, fluffy bunny. It rained and it was muddy but there was loads of chocolate to be enjoyed and so these minor inconveniences were ignored.
Were the holidays a success? Yes. It looks as if we had a great time, even if I can barely remember now thanks to the pace with which they travelled.
How were your school holidays?
What did you get up to? I challenge you to remember!
Who do YOU think had legal ownership of that dropped egg?
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