Sunday Photo: February 14th

Hat-trick!

Raf's confidence is really growing in soccer. He actually (argh!) prefers basketball but he's been loving playing indoor soccer with his friend Gideon. He scored a hat-trick last week and Rich was there to watch it, too!

Sunday Photo: February 7th

Sunday Photo: January 31st

You're NOT welcome!

Charlie is very different from his older brother in many ways, though both are kind and like lots of cuddles...but sometimes their differences show up in sharp contrast. Last week, as Charlie woke up from a nap on the couch, the pups were barking on the deck trying to get in from the cold. Unfortunately Harriet was asleep on me and I was loathe to move her. So I asked Charlie to let the doggies in... He was sleepy though had moved to get a toy so it felt reasonable to ask him. His reluctance was clear, though, but I persisted, mentioning that the doggies were cold and sad out there... VERY reluctantly he got up and shuffled to the deck door, sliding it open and then closing it. 

He stood there looking at the floor, very sad indeed.... I shouted over that he was such a kind boy. "Thank you so much, Charlie. That was incredibly kind of you.. especially since you didn't want to do it". Now Raf would undoubtedly have been buoyed by this feedback. But Charlie snapped back.. "You're welcome"... before he quickly corrected himself, amending, "you're NOT welcome", before grumpily making his way back to the couch.

He's a mischievous soul. As we drove to Yadera's house this morning he suddenly said, "I don't want to die. If anyone tries to die me I'll say, "no best friend, don't die me, you silly stinky pants'.

Sunday Photo - January 24th.

9 Months old!

Harriet Rose turned 9 months old on the 28th. I'd planned a 3/4 of a year cake but Thursdays are just very difficult as Rich works very late and it's just me and the children and swim class!! Poor Hatts likes to be in bed by 6pm, at the latest, so it's always a bit fraught as we don't get home from swimming until 6:30. Thus, no cake, which is what happens, perhaps, when you're the third child. Nonetheless, she is a happy, happy soul, interested in everything her brothers have and tries to keep up with them as best she can. She loves music, kicking her little feet when a tune comes on, playing her xylophone and drum... 

She is crawling about all over the place... I cannot keep up.

And not surprisingly she's found the dog dishes. Food EVERYWHERE.

I did take her in to have her passport photo taken on the day she turned 9 months. Poor Hatts. It didn't go well and she was trying to have a nap when we got to the photo place. I think we'll have to redo it!

Look who is pulling herself up to standing?! How did this happen so quickly...

So incredibly proud of herself. Such a sweet, lovely girl.