Why am I here?

I drafted this post earlier, but am going to make some changes. It was very much a ‘woe is me’ one, as I had had another bad night*. Apart from being repetitive, I doubt it would’ve been very interesting. However, the question remains the same: well, I should amend it to say, “Why blog?” There…

There’s an intruder in the room…and it’s me, apparently

We’re watching Play School. Keira keeps pointing to the screen and saying, “mummy, mummy!” Me: “Is that a mummy?” Justine is on the screen, good ole’ Justine. Keira: “Play school mummy?” “Her name’s Justine, Keira.” “No, my mummy” “Justine’s your mummy?” “Yeah” “No, I’m your mummy” “No, I want her!” Well, isn’t that just dandy?

Glorious Spring Day

So far this week, the weather has been wonderful here in Melbourne. Spending so much time of the year indoors has been the hardest thing to become accustomed to since we moved from NSW. But the warmth of this week has seen Keira outside frolicking on the deck It’s great. I have some new photos…