Thursday 30th July 2009

Thursday afternoon. I have a glass or two of wine, chill out the back while Tess pretends she is Hansel, making a path out of button bread crumbs, all the way home.

Today has been a bit shit and I am grateful that my heart is not breaking, like a friend of mines is tonight, and that my worries are very small and manageable.

I am grateful for my beautiful daughter (again), that she puts up with my empty promises of taking her to the park and then relinquishing and will settle for cheap bribes of chocolate frogs.

Thanks darlin. I owe you big time.

xxx

Wednesday

Nonnie and Tess, jiving to Blue Suede Shoes and Rock Around the Clock... she didn't want to go to bed. Just keep jiving.

Monday

That I can spend a Monday morning, sitting in the sun, making a play dough picnic for bears and wolves. Feel like I should be rushing off to acheive something, but instead sit back, be still, share some child time of just doing whats doing.
I imagine lots of Mums with little people who would wish to take this sort of Monday morning.

Saturday

That on a day when I feel pretty shit and fearful, a bit lonely, that instead of downing a bottle of wine and going through my phone book (tempting)

I can take my kidlet to the park and watch her do this crazy over arm throw with the duck bread,

somehow shake my gloom enough to enjoy her pleasure at a cold afternoon climbing and sliding, squealing. Beautiful light.

Friday

I have a job where I get to make books out of cake. How cool is that? And a little sugar paste espresso cup with royal icing 'creme'. Its way better than having a job making real ones.

Thursday 30th July 2009

A baby, a bear and her mama on a beautiful winters afternoon. Blessed.

Sunflower seeds, sprouting from an egg carton that Tess has stepped on three times.

Ah, the wonder of it...they keep striving to be born, despite the odds. Beautiful.

monday

I have taken no pics today, am rushed, flustered, harried.
So today I am grateful that I didn't smoke, though I felt like it.

Sunday

I am grateful to Glenn, for coming all the way to see Tess, and choosing beautiful little thoughtful gifts to delight her.
From left: Hansel, Bodru, Gretel, Tia, Lauren and Akelya.

Saturday Home Day

I am grateful for cardboard boxes that can be made into boats that sail through the kitchen with little passengers eating apple snacks on the journey, careful to keep them away from sharks.