#1414 A different viewpoint

Oh my.

I think we’re pretty lucky to have water views, but today what we saw, was next level.

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We were at my bro-in-law’s family’s house, and, like I said…

Oh my.

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But it wasn’t just the views. It was the people. The company. The dogs! The food nom nom nom. The memories made…

And oh, the sunsets.

Taking sunset pics must run in the family, as I’m not even pictured above taking any!

What a perfect way to start our holidays. โค๐ŸŒ…๐Ÿ˜

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#1399 Finding common ground with family

Bonding with family is one of thoseย things you can never get enough of.

Whether it’s listening to some music together, having a healthy debate, a light-hearted laugh, a sincere d&m, or even being able to share some tears without judgement…

Or, all of the above.

Tonight’s highlight was baby girl bonding with her cousin. Although 11 years separates them, they found common ground today. And I discovered it, when baby girl went from –

“Mum come in this room and watch a movie with me” – to –

Silence.

Huh? Why wasn’t she bugging me anymore?

Because she found a viewing partner in her cousin.

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Matilda, the first real life-child geared film (as opposed to animated child film) that baby girl first watched at primary school and subsequently has become fascinated with, was the same movie my nephew faintly remembered from his childhood… and wanted to rediscover once again.

It was beautiful to watch them engrossed in the classic tale, dance to the music soundtrack and just be silly in the moment.

We got as much joy out of watching them as they did watching the film. ๐Ÿ“ฝ๐Ÿ˜

 

#1392 Front row at The Wiggles

You know the other day when I said “I’m done,” because I was so happy and grateful to be part of a writing group?

“I made it.”

Well today I made it in another way.

We did.

It’s only taken us 9 shows. But today we were front row at The Wiggles concert.

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It was the best. It was an incredible experience all on its own, without the Wiggly high-fives, smiles, and don’t forget that repeated eye contact.

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Baby girl had Emma, the yellow, and also ballet and Scottish dancing, bow-wearing, goat-loving wiggle, high five her and point that she saw her flashing bow from up on the stage.

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OMG. Talk about a total childhood high.

How the hell am I meant to top this experience?

Just as well. Sis and I never know which show will be the last with our kids, and so every moment shared together is so precious and such a beautufil blessing.

And so if it is, it was the biggest highlight EVER.

(Just between you and me though, I think today raised the bar and made them even bigger fans than before…) ๐Ÿ˜‰

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#1371 The tomato sauce saga

A lot of great things happened today, because family was involved. But I’m not going to talk about all those things… I’m going to talk about my brother.

Rather, my bro-in-law.

But first I need to tell you about my hubbie, and tomato sauce… he drinks the stuff. He puts it on steak, chicken, rice, in sandwiches, hell, over any kind of ‘dry meal’… you name it, most likely he’s had it with the good ol’ dead horse.

Sauce.

Today at a family function, there was none of it. Hubbie had a full plate, and none of the food components had any of his most favourite accompaniment poured over it.

SHOCK HORROR. ๐Ÿ˜ฑ

My brother even asked the wait staff. No, there was definitely none. A few minutes passed and he got up to ‘take a walk,’ his son coming along with him.

Several minutes later, they were back with big smiles. They sat down and my nephew produced a familiar bottle of red.

Not wine. The other red.

Sauce!

“Does anyone want some sauce?” he asked cheekily.

They had gone to the closest supermarket to buy a bottle of sauce for him!

Here the trio are totally incognito, the sauce startlingly clear (with my big red arrow!)

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Hubble was able to have his food drowning in sauce, once again. ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™Œ

They had a great laugh about it, but the true meaning was seriously there.

And so you can see, why this post is dedicated to my bro-in-law… and why he actually deserves the title of ‘brother.’

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#1309 You can’t stop us now

I have been getting into more and more Queen after buying another one of their albums, a greatest hits.

The song that has had me revved up since last week is the addictive and fast catchy number “Don’t Stop Me Now.”

Me, Hubbie, baby girl even, have been spontaneously breaking out into song and jiggling along to the beat for days now. I was left stupefied when I saw earlier this evening a clip on facebook, where my own nephew danced to the song as part of a routine at his Deb!

What theโ€ฆ it seemed to be following me, and appearing everywhere.

It made it’s way into my head again as I was getting baby girl out of the shower and dressed this evening. Instead of getting her changed immediately, I stalled, and wiggled my hips:

“Don’t stop me NOW!”

Baby girl joined in, yelling the last word. We danced and sang and pretty much just repeated the chorus words, laughing into the mirror and looking at ourselves as we leaned into an imaginary microphone and belted out the words:

“I’m having such a good time, I’m having a ball!”

We were having such a good time and making such a racket that we woke Hubbie napping on the couch, who came to see where the party was at…

In our bathroom peeps. In. The. Bathroom.

It wasn’t the first time and it won’t be the last time we sing this song… bathroom or elsewhere. And because I love posting Queen film clips to share with the world… well, go on, get on board and start wiggling… it’s such a feel good song!

#1236 Wiggly love and luck

My sister and I must have some blue, red, yellow and purple fairies floating over our heads.

No, I lie. Those colourful fairies are totally hanging over our kids.

Because every time we go to a Wiggles show, be it the end-of-year Christmas extravaganza in the city, or a mid-year, smaller local theatre, like where we were today, well, we not only have a great time…

We get a tremendous amount of luck.

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We were questioning today how long this would last… not our luck, but our kids devotion to the Wiggles. We keep wondering at each concert, will this be their last? Will it be OUR last?

We laughed, yet quietly I think we would have been quite devastated.

At the smaller shows it’s easy to come into close contact with the colourful quartet. A couple of them will walk through the crowd, collecting presents, cards and flowers from the kids, and so we have had quite a few claim-to-fame moments… and even at the last show we were at before this one, the ENORMOUS one in the city, well baby girl was fortunate enough to have her sign picked up by Anthony, the true blue original Wiggle (after she jumped out and thrust it at him!) and as he ran onto the stage he then proceeded to read it out to the entire crowd.

We were pretty star struck.

Nothing could really top though, the sweetest of moments that was today. Today they had their ‘helpers’ collecting gifts from the crowd, and baby girl had given forth her yellow flowers with card inside, while my nephew had handed over the sign that he and my sister had decorated with love.

I watched with a keen eye, as our pressies were brought up on stage.

And as present by present, cards and random crafts were passed onto purple Wiggle Lachie and read out, baby girl’s flowers were next presented to him, which received extreme giddiness from baby girl beside me at the acknowledgement of them…

And then they read out my nephew’s poster.

It was the most beautiful of moments. Not only did he stand up and receive a heartfelt round of applause for his artwork, but Lachie went on to read the note that said my nephew had been seeing the Wiggles for 10 years now, following on from his big brother being a Wiggles fan before him…

And wowโ€ฆ just WOW. The moment went on and on, and in doing so, the love grew stronger, and stronger.

We were all so touched. I think no one more so but my nephew.

And as the show wound up at the end of the evening, after yet again an amazing and entertaining performance, I couldn’t help but think, that the red curtain wasn’t going down in our kids hearts, anytime soon.

Even Simon made sure of that.

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#1224 Saturday Night In no. 7

The best nights in aren’t necessarily when you are home alone with your family…

But when you are home alone, with company.

So actually, far from being alone. ๐Ÿ˜†

But it was grand. Therapeutic. Chillax-ing. Just what the doctor ordered.

Sis, bro-in-law and my nephew came over for a long overdue catch up… I say that like we haven’t seen each other in yonks, and yet we’ve seen each other 3 Saturdays in a row.ย 

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But we haven’t caught up quite like we did tonight. Just our own little private party. Quiet… then loud music. Slow… then running around.

A little bit of everything. Just like this picture:

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Drinks and chocolate mousse and colouring in… all the things that make a Saturday night so happy and freeing.

And sooo much more.

Most importantly, great company. The most essential ingredient of all. ๐Ÿ’—