#1127 Vino memories

Today, our family gathered at my parents’ house to make WINE.

It was a magical day. The sun shone as we carried buckets of sun-warmed grapes over to be squashed through a barrel… we all jumped into the challenge and in perfect teamwork and harmony we worked together to do the whole lot in just under an hour… and we revelled in the fact of getting our hands right into the sticky grit of it, and feel our day’s work.

It was a wonderful family bonding experience, and something I do hope can become a bit of a tradition as the years go on… but most happily, is the fact that it is not over yet…

Soon, coming to a shed near you… the taste test!

:):):)

#1079 January family bonding

Let’s squeeze one more family day trip in before the holidays end, shall we?

That was the thought as we headed down to the luxurious RACV Cape Schanck Resort to meet my parents and sister and fam, 2 days before baby girl is set to start prep.

PREP.

(Eeeek!)

It was a magical day. Did we need a reason for it? Other than Summer, holidays and family love? Nah. Well we had it though. An after-present from my Mum’s 70th late last year, and a timely silver anniversary celebration for my sister and bro-in-law.

We spent the day, doing what we do BEST.

Eating.

Drinking.

Bonding.

Making memories. 🙂

Oh, and of course swimming.

We enjoyed the stunning views, and vowed, like all the times, that we WILL be back again…

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It was a perfect day. 🙂

#1006 Generational girl parallels

Life is funny in the parallels it sometimes throws at you, isn’t it?

Today there were two girls, sitting happily side by side… and later walking with love and happiness, holding hands.

One was baby girl, and the other was her cousin, who we shall call Miss O… but is more a ‘baby girl’ than baby girl is at 4 years her senior.

And that’s the thing. The age difference. The girls club. Their Mamas, my cousin and I, were there with our girls as well, and it was like watching our childhood all over again. Sure we didn’t get the luxury of growing up from that young of an age, due to initial seas upon oceans between us, but we soon got the chance to grow up together.

Myself, at 4 years her senior.

We find it so odd and humorous now, with a healthy dose of ‘touching,’ that we should be watching our first-borns, girls, also 4 years apart, start to develop this beautiful bond that we already share.

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Cousins, by blood… but friends, forever.

 

 

#988 Awesome Horse

I was a good 5-10 minutes late taking baby girl in to kindergarten today. But it ended up being the best thing.

Because I helped her make a horse.

TRUE STORY.

The kids are getting all revved up for Melbourne Cup next week, with a planned Oaks Day picnic planned where the kiddies will have their very own Race That Stops the Kinder… on their kid-made horsies.

And we walked in this morning to a massive horse-making operation, of which we unwittingly soon became a part of.

Take 1 long and hollow toilet roll-like contraption.

Take a sock. Stuff it with, well what else, some type of stuffing? They used something resembling cotton wool, only this was more wool-like. (Man I am a good writer).

Once the stuffing is firm and packed in up to the ankle section, place it over one end of the roll. Secure the looser part at the bottom with an elastic band.

Next, take some felt cut-outs for eyes, nose and ears… long stringy pieces for the mane… and tie a piece of string around its nozzle, for the reins.

And there you have yourself a kinder-made horse.

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What started off as me just helping her with a few odd bits here and there, ended up in me staying on for an extra 30 minutes, participating with all the other teachers there with gluing and cutting and stuffing, and even though I spent the rest of my afternoon chasing my tail (pardon the pun) and trying to get things done around the house, I was so happy that I had spent some of my morning with baby girl, bonding with her and making memories… and helping her make a horse.

An AWESOME horse, at that. I’ll even put $10 on ‘Sprinkle Horse’ to take out the Oaks Day race.

😉

#986 Generational Bonding

I love these moments.

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Moments where I catch baby girl looking up to her with the same adoration I did as a child.

Moments where baby girl is playing with her, and they are laughing, and I feel this great surge of pride and contentment.

Moments when I know that without a doubt, if I am not there, baby girl has one of the best female figure’s to lean on.

Moments when I know baby girl will have the best role model as she grows up… in my sister.

Her aunty. ♥

I hold great satisfaction in knowing that I don’t tell baby girl what to do, how to act and even who to like… she gains that all herself, from seeing the people who are around her, from watching the actions and words of those that cross our paths, and seeing others’ interactions with us as a family.

She sees how special and amazing my sister, bro-in-law and her cousins are, without me saying a peep. Because it is there.

Being separated by generations either, doesn’t make a difference.

When I see that wonder and awe in baby girl’s eyes, I recognise it, because I used to hold it as a young girl too, looking up at my big sister.

But, I LIE.

Because, I still look at her in awe 🙂 ♥

#964 The ice cream break

The bane of every shopping trip with baby girl…

Any outing…

Any trip that requires us to get into a car…

“Can I get a small toy?”

ARGH.

EVERY. SINGLE. TIME.

It can be sooo frustrating. It can be a big shop, or just a simple ‘getting bread and milk’ stop over.

Or like today, where I needed to get new shoes for baby girl, and the usual spiel immediately followed…

“Mama… can I please get a small toy? A very small toy?”

ARGH.

I try really hard to say no. Sometimes I say yes. Who am I kidding I say yes most of the time. But since she is getting older and understanding more, I try to reason with her. Remind her of what she has at home. Distract her. Tell her about something else she can have at a future date if she doesn’t get anything now.

I am honest with her. I tell her “Mummy doesn’t get a toy for every shop!”

Man I wish I did.

But today, after we got said shoes, and she was ‘looking’ for something else to take home with her, I got an idea.

“Baby girl…. would you like some ice cream?”

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SURE, I still spent money. SURE she still got something.

But our small ice cream break meant that we got some little together time, where we talked about what our respective ice creams smelt like (rainbows and unicorns), and chilled by each other’s side watching people walk by, as we licked our spoons clean.

It was a small and brief moment nonetheless, but we gained so much more from our ice cream purchase, than any small toy we would have taken home with us ♥

#961 “Tag You’re It!”

This is baby girl’s catchphrase when she wants to play some good ol’ fashioned tag. She comes running to us and asks “can we play some ‘tag you’re it?’

Not just ‘tag.’ But, ‘tag you’re it!’

I think it’s her wording that makes me love it so much.

Well tonight we did play ‘it’… “Tag you’re it!”

Have you noticed how the nights are changing? This day was a particularly warm one, and it followed through to the late afternoon as I took a temporary break from making dinner to run outside with my loves.

All 3 of us in the front yard, doing circles and shrieking “I’m gonna get you!”

And then the tag line, say it with me now –

“TAG YOU’RE IT!”

Love these moments ♥

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