tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60094387776269296192024-02-22T17:45:03.773+11:00Life's Little Moments...Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.comBlogger168125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-36668955950420396662012-02-27T13:04:00.010+11:002012-02-27T13:25:44.496+11:00Birthday Girls<div align="center">Layne turned 7 last year and Ava turned 2.</div><div align="center">Layne wanted to go Rock Climbing for her birthday...she has always loved a good challenge and she loves rock climbing. </div><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkPlBcw_h2bsuaqSPLmux9bf4ulFNejbpjBErU1y2CFPfAeu-_pHB72M6L3mij3JlzF8KkEanc_g-0OaY9KYesE5vz_fsItGzheDK9W8wG8rIO-JBMJM5zm2Pxsyh1fwp1Un7xG8IThXzn/s1600/layne+7th+bday3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713634288672708322" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkPlBcw_h2bsuaqSPLmux9bf4ulFNejbpjBErU1y2CFPfAeu-_pHB72M6L3mij3JlzF8KkEanc_g-0OaY9KYesE5vz_fsItGzheDK9W8wG8rIO-JBMJM5zm2Pxsyh1fwp1Un7xG8IThXzn/s320/layne+7th+bday3.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRinrlMyLaWLxvp0UlFwcFPlzD1u3YsrcLzdt_7lv2NOuyzPvRvRxMSNo821fnmBYe0PnBIlgIDNrlh2Y1L4c5JqZdhWBz0gR6eIOl_1U9Y8Sm5FVMazrZ61519_PqLK1d5kjemIHFnCO/s1600/layne+7th+bday2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713634190886976402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRinrlMyLaWLxvp0UlFwcFPlzD1u3YsrcLzdt_7lv2NOuyzPvRvRxMSNo821fnmBYe0PnBIlgIDNrlh2Y1L4c5JqZdhWBz0gR6eIOl_1U9Y8Sm5FVMazrZ61519_PqLK1d5kjemIHFnCO/s320/layne+7th+bday2.jpg" /></a>Dad and Uncle Juzz watching the little monkey. The only thing missing was Uncle Glen teasing his Laynie Poo. We miss you Uncle Glen...we'll come to Queensland soon just so you can tease her:)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBuACoB_XmylpDcYsiUqO3jXFuFYSxXLTxTQEfWg9TnICz4a4cpbNixvFygVEOaf951CfvNZppneiErHdo4xggWdNjYEh20GtLnDy6ir3EYHvafQxl5fHLvVpNRNBpRyY41ALqZfjXSMEK/s1600/layne+7th+bday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713634078167988786" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBuACoB_XmylpDcYsiUqO3jXFuFYSxXLTxTQEfWg9TnICz4a4cpbNixvFygVEOaf951CfvNZppneiErHdo4xggWdNjYEh20GtLnDy6ir3EYHvafQxl5fHLvVpNRNBpRyY41ALqZfjXSMEK/s320/layne+7th+bday.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8PGuK9J5dfGDxd6ybpA2zQEajPbjuetTLwhA1qoORVRBm6nht00luUrcc2LuPQ2DxB9_g7yWGJv1UmkCqR4YjEhosa2S_O3_gwhSCYUVyG-yU0YbPFu_FGIozgizbg8jUz0v5vzotzyJ8/s1600/layne+rock+climbing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713633946291520578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8PGuK9J5dfGDxd6ybpA2zQEajPbjuetTLwhA1qoORVRBm6nht00luUrcc2LuPQ2DxB9_g7yWGJv1UmkCqR4YjEhosa2S_O3_gwhSCYUVyG-yU0YbPFu_FGIozgizbg8jUz0v5vzotzyJ8/s320/layne+rock+climbing.jpg" /></a>And she hits the roof!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTLI4zgG3vVl341uZD-aObqjZrFcJCX6WJ_QNb6siI1OfLqBGydhma1ymEPY2iQ083VQJZsaEzwQD2iN4EiLkNdXq3ZU1Dtv6eltgb2nNXca79m4v-bY07dN8awS4wK6q_BzX7t_vfG6y8/s1600/ava+rock+climbing.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713633826566630146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTLI4zgG3vVl341uZD-aObqjZrFcJCX6WJ_QNb6siI1OfLqBGydhma1ymEPY2iQ083VQJZsaEzwQD2iN4EiLkNdXq3ZU1Dtv6eltgb2nNXca79m4v-bY07dN8awS4wK6q_BzX7t_vfG6y8/s320/ava+rock+climbing.jpg" /></a>And since the girls are inseparable....Ava tries her hand at rock climbing too. I know it doesn't look like it but she is definitely going to be an adrenilin junky like her Daddy...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdKS4b7_vCLbJ9QJsbXmLQrImgxRsMWYxvXffmvgcAmell6dtlOOafvr5YQ2r4Up6bci1-J_7eEX333DTWc_bR7eq8oOsLoplIDO23UeRIviDq8DXUxdpRSFIpyV1TpFEoQgu89VpemCFA/s1600/Ava+2+bday3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713633705679887330" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdKS4b7_vCLbJ9QJsbXmLQrImgxRsMWYxvXffmvgcAmell6dtlOOafvr5YQ2r4Up6bci1-J_7eEX333DTWc_bR7eq8oOsLoplIDO23UeRIviDq8DXUxdpRSFIpyV1TpFEoQgu89VpemCFA/s320/Ava+2+bday3.jpg" /></a>And...then it was Ava's birthday....:)<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9DhMTRb6IzDGZ263nxHajTCNw9dJRvJWvkrVEtXDegORceDCbOt8AI3RKecrYqNCU15BwKHlZXV9emBDLfjV1L1vSN478_gvujP68RWHYDvIbxURopOyD6MvRmozBwg__zvu6xgZWaVcL/s1600/Ava+2+bday+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713633615081553170" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9DhMTRb6IzDGZ263nxHajTCNw9dJRvJWvkrVEtXDegORceDCbOt8AI3RKecrYqNCU15BwKHlZXV9emBDLfjV1L1vSN478_gvujP68RWHYDvIbxURopOyD6MvRmozBwg__zvu6xgZWaVcL/s320/Ava+2+bday+2.jpg" /></a>Have I told you how much she loves her food?....Don't try and pinch any of her food...or she'll let you know exactly what how she feels...<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8CsMGqdXElx1t3KSuk0D4mnou7E1Abnp_5cUnM-FfG2WQAN84OOn09LUhAjI-E12-yIiSUqCW5XANvUdFTu0eMlqbRnYjAP7HZ3CVIF_dh3TkVyC8uVNKwm0Lw5S2TUQnYOCLT2jsDIaa/s1600/Ava+2+bday.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 214px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713633392088029762" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8CsMGqdXElx1t3KSuk0D4mnou7E1Abnp_5cUnM-FfG2WQAN84OOn09LUhAjI-E12-yIiSUqCW5XANvUdFTu0eMlqbRnYjAP7HZ3CVIF_dh3TkVyC8uVNKwm0Lw5S2TUQnYOCLT2jsDIaa/s320/Ava+2+bday.jpg" /></a>Her birthday cake...<br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-89694762918606767492012-02-27T12:50:00.004+11:002012-02-27T13:04:21.593+11:00It's been a long time...<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllGgtlffMIKj9nkx-Cjjj0VNESFl8I4UZAl2VEI8UvuyQNcUfnd2vU9W4sSH0tbowt12fl4O9ola7RQc3LAXudu2laN0lsfmopb96W4y33s2YZEXRlGr9we4f9hikDili_caHvcGerKRC/s1600/DSC_1748+web.jpg"><span style="color:#000000;"></span><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 268px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713629861532020146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjllGgtlffMIKj9nkx-Cjjj0VNESFl8I4UZAl2VEI8UvuyQNcUfnd2vU9W4sSH0tbowt12fl4O9ola7RQc3LAXudu2laN0lsfmopb96W4y33s2YZEXRlGr9we4f9hikDili_caHvcGerKRC/s400/DSC_1748+web.jpg" /></a>Jacob was baptised into The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints in September 2010. <span style="color:#000000;"></span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgx9WN2q8lBgy0U4Iy3pZzpGdO52pFh8FYZWebMOEMoAjVvalwq8w6s8THWELDK3idncdhFVuRGnYFt-gZ60MKqP8B_0CnfbYz5pSZgtVY_tTd_D3qRiMRehOTlLZc_g0y1dCw4Gy5Z17/s1600/DSC_1718+web.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 268px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713629757136085090" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGgx9WN2q8lBgy0U4Iy3pZzpGdO52pFh8FYZWebMOEMoAjVvalwq8w6s8THWELDK3idncdhFVuRGnYFt-gZ60MKqP8B_0CnfbYz5pSZgtVY_tTd_D3qRiMRehOTlLZc_g0y1dCw4Gy5Z17/s400/DSC_1718+web.jpg" /></a><div><span style="color:#000000;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000000;"></span> </div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5x4aKxx_98asxjSbET41ZgKnFZtL59a6KX4tNE7RubnHO6hGMOSzPwMNZU6HyzHt4ET9q-llK8dpCw4989dMVyIGL3gIK1aRtnmBg4wcPWELyQBbTgUtenJkjFGgonidZLpSXN0FnXuR2/s1600/DSC_1766+web.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 268px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5713629627353161442" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5x4aKxx_98asxjSbET41ZgKnFZtL59a6KX4tNE7RubnHO6hGMOSzPwMNZU6HyzHt4ET9q-llK8dpCw4989dMVyIGL3gIK1aRtnmBg4wcPWELyQBbTgUtenJkjFGgonidZLpSXN0FnXuR2/s400/DSC_1766+web.jpg" /></a><br /><div>A very long time! It's only been the last week or two that I have started to think that maybe I should try blogging again! </div><div>Many things have happened over the last 2 years. I feel like I haven't done the best job of recording the little moments in our lives, both the painful and the joyful, and as we all know we learn from both. Thankfully photos are constant in our lives and help us capture the more joyous moments again. </div><div>Here are some photos for the kids from the more 'joyous' occasions:)</div><div> </div><div align="center"> </div></div><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-19258555260384007762010-08-09T11:56:00.009+10:002010-08-09T12:05:00.174+10:00a garage sale...We had a garage sale last month and the kids wanted to do a lemonade stand and earn their own money...but since it was the middle of winter...I talked them into a hot chocolate stand instead. <div><div><div><div><div> </div><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOZb7-lT-XiCPlSCJB-G6a-TWn0_RAIkDf1bg3kPAR7ogVAbcJM-tC7va9Ze1cKK_hkKuinySSXMVDVayVd0nbzRRuKQgCnwOFYk-DxdzGh21T31CPGM7n8IH49SUpl_t8ntU3F6DZ04VB/s1600/_DSC0034.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503224031456219666" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiOZb7-lT-XiCPlSCJB-G6a-TWn0_RAIkDf1bg3kPAR7ogVAbcJM-tC7va9Ze1cKK_hkKuinySSXMVDVayVd0nbzRRuKQgCnwOFYk-DxdzGh21T31CPGM7n8IH49SUpl_t8ntU3F6DZ04VB/s400/_DSC0034.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLZEic7AgEDaUMXg_UnjgP1dYul44wAl6Ay8G7lBb-nKTT-2azintCL0j3IqQJlveZdjxWNKmGlOUVLxCSYLVw1l8uxf3ywigeoznmk4kDWww4WUJp24lowZDC2aKvVJ2NkYTqa4RAoQuc/s1600/_DSC0030.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503224214737370242" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLZEic7AgEDaUMXg_UnjgP1dYul44wAl6Ay8G7lBb-nKTT-2azintCL0j3IqQJlveZdjxWNKmGlOUVLxCSYLVw1l8uxf3ywigeoznmk4kDWww4WUJp24lowZDC2aKvVJ2NkYTqa4RAoQuc/s400/_DSC0030.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center">L. was certainly not happy about being out of bed...the funny thing is I told her she didn't have to get up...but the thought of her big brother doing it without her made her get out of bed...but with attitude!</div><div> </div><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeSf4lWMxIil4gEGvhJm9WI1zger8_6C3uWJ4j5plokgtKf3q3Z69FkbRj3ZdwKq_ZUQRsh9MAGg54pkCENhtW7IEmo7_onr_4OuOqdZYqUf21Oz4QoOHagGyzrwNczdmW_5OcN40zn8N/s1600/_DSC0041.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503223846111050450" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBeSf4lWMxIil4gEGvhJm9WI1zger8_6C3uWJ4j5plokgtKf3q3Z69FkbRj3ZdwKq_ZUQRsh9MAGg54pkCENhtW7IEmo7_onr_4OuOqdZYqUf21Oz4QoOHagGyzrwNczdmW_5OcN40zn8N/s400/_DSC0041.jpg" /></a></div><div align="center">She soon got over it...as always.</div><div> </div><div> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmV0AoN5sb4UyeS1URocY11aI1nDzPNW2boQaul-_ZFtIRVcZOvssrKUNmgbK47SAqt8U7HjrHUsIYK00fqNskqTfQZi-u7ag_LzE2NSECl-3Q-Ny39fJlQHxNzbuZLYd10hKd6NiqAC9e/s1600/_DSC0039.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503223473911710178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmV0AoN5sb4UyeS1URocY11aI1nDzPNW2boQaul-_ZFtIRVcZOvssrKUNmgbK47SAqt8U7HjrHUsIYK00fqNskqTfQZi-u7ag_LzE2NSECl-3Q-Ny39fJlQHxNzbuZLYd10hKd6NiqAC9e/s400/_DSC0039.jpg" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_SGf1UIN4CaKouxwNy5wT6QOsS3pSOXCXwhgTAhK1843n1Xzs1s505gA82eeZoV5TzWFO4y9fGYLzk0981dZ-6VZyNikxOtkTDaM1-3eXdPsxiju9-CE7LF-yhXLEl_3VaQeltm4Buu2/s1600/_DSC0040.jpg"><img style="WIDTH: 268px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503223660724766514" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY_SGf1UIN4CaKouxwNy5wT6QOsS3pSOXCXwhgTAhK1843n1Xzs1s505gA82eeZoV5TzWFO4y9fGYLzk0981dZ-6VZyNikxOtkTDaM1-3eXdPsxiju9-CE7LF-yhXLEl_3VaQeltm4Buu2/s400/_DSC0040.jpg" /></a></div><div> </div><div>J. felt he wasn't selling quite as many as he hoped..so...he added to his 'hot chocolate 50c' sign....' or 5c' !!!!</div></div></div></div></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-19014826481796932392010-08-09T10:46:00.020+10:002010-08-09T11:43:31.290+10:00Update<img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503215096745101426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl_nEiDd51PD5lKKJDpUSsMNQ350-VKRRskAT8oszLCLB4SSkL6sTWl027fX-3W_fIK58LCdGjhor7WEKBGM1wduqAnNQM-P-8K1Ona_B_FX8a-RfIUyhw0WN3VzcQIubPGCVmVBnY6TS-/s320/_DSC0456.jpg" /> <div></div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Sooooo....the husband's effort in posting was...well...let's focus on the fact that he made an effort shall we? :)</div><br /><div></div><div>Ok so I've had a few people 'mention' that I haven't put anything on here for agessss.....and yes they are right...and no I still don't fell like blogging...:)</div><div></div><div></div><div>Here are just a few things that have happened since we last blogged: </div><br /><div></div><div>1. We got 3 chickens...they have no names...unless you call 'hey chicken' a name.</div><div>2. The big girl turned 6.</div><div></div><div>3. The little girl turned 1.</div><div></div><div>4. The big girl is learning to cross-stitch.</div><div></div><div>5. The little girl has learnt to crawl.</div><div></div><div>6. The big girl learn all about applying make-up from You Tube.</div><div></div><div>7. The little girl has 'apparently' learnt to say 'Daddy'....according to Daddy</div><div></div><div>8. The big girl has been keeping her room clean for at least 2 weeks now...thank you Aunty Cole</div><div></div><div>9. The little girl learnt to wave.</div><div></div><div>10. <em>And this all happened while the big boy (not to be mistaken for the BIG big boy - daddy), was on the computer designing roller-coaster's and water slides....(rollercoaster tycoon)...and has now decided that he will be an architect when he grows up - like his Poppy - but UNLIKE his Poppy he will design (I quote) "FUN things and BETTER things"......poor poppy...your skycrapers are just not good enough...</em></div><div><em></em></div><div>And now I hope you will forgive me for the photo overload....I couldn't help it....some of them are just so stinkin' cute!</div><div><em></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">and because i forgot to put the setting on 'none' when I uploaded the photo's...you have to scroll down...:)</span></div><div><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503215289403994706" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQzmU76CnMzXoViyknD0_-D2iVDEtb-j9cRm7GhPG9ckXkMvUqYgazmxOBRAX6COFA4qUvmyGlNJCRl4P84XUOzMmWhZYDoAGyDq7IKRjmPMDk8Q5Xa-LxT_iCcbqSE88N6jHiH4SGfjd8/s320/_DSC0457.jpg" /></em></div><div><em></em></div><div><em></em> </div><div><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503214862933992066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2G3FZxfuQA5CydSvqIXG7_j6E46Ddv5NPsG8D4ieaOzABkA5bucw3kM9TNkg2bluI9CXJuR9pW1Y3FU5h1yeN9Cvwg0GFOr6q1qAnFrQm4yo1lDL6RfIeaqxz-e-A5G9_32-gmZcI4JgS/s320/_DSC0450.jpg" /></em></div><div><em></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:78%;">yes she decorated her sister's cake all by herself</span>!</div><div><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503214635359451650" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw2MA53VlD3elSdmI8S58RMDPjRc7JCSCy8Ict0TzCkdIk_Sg7O_EpIEfGvD_OQ_mkMHw4M018CLl8fkZbsukWutfooTCJKL3ZFxSs2Hv-92gbz40Cqqppm0bSFlUXK48_fLieYziU6WA0/s320/_DSC0425.jpg" /></em></div><div><em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503209452289621682" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixt5TOb4OhulXn-VdP0It6TAs8p_YAmPZhEPQP4cwNbm2geWXu4TRZLr2rBGEzERkMfarMogtjtApCim6OojU9gZ6ViFUQZWabmTAidZSB9m5Ex8ENXetOC3dO8rbOIMwlsCP4LLrYpvo-/s400/_DSC0461.jpg" /><br /><div><em></em></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-43296857860144622152010-04-23T23:08:00.007+10:002010-04-24T07:50:29.243+10:00Kids with Heart DiseaseWe recently took time out to remember our nephew Mosiah Crosbie who passed away a year ago from a congenital heart defect. In his first week of life he underwent 2 major surgeries. Unfortunately our little fighter passed away a few days after his second surgery due complications. In memory of Mosiah, we have been raising funds for the Kid’s heart units at the Children’s Hospital at Westmead. <a href="http://mikeandsals.blogspot.com/2010/04/fundraising-for-childrens-hospital-at_23.html">Click here for information on how to donate</a> or scroll to the next post.<br /><br />Mosiah’s surgeon, Dr Winlaw, has communicated that Westmead Kid’s heart units are desperately short of funding at the moment. Taking into account that heart disease is the biggest killer of Australian children, this is a worthy cause to support. Every donation, no matter how small can make a big difference.<br /><br />Congenital heart defects in Kids, touches the lives of many. In addition to Mosiah, there are several people that we personally know who have also been affected. Here their stories:<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Ava Crosbie</span></span> (We can write plenty about her)<br /><br />Four months after Mosiah passed away, we welcomed Ava Grace Crosbie into the world. In the minutes after she was born, the Doctors and Nurses became concerned because Ava carried some characteristics of Down Syndrome. She was also having some breathing difficulties. A few hours later her paediatrician confirmed the diagnosis of Down Syndrome. He also said that her respiratory problems were mostly likely the result of a congenital heart defect. Ava was transferred to the Grace Unit at the Westmead Children’s hospital. They were able to identify 3 holes in her heart and develop a management plan that allowed her to be moved out of an oxygen crib, remove her feeding tube and eventually come home. Ava continues to be seen by the specialists at the children’s hospital and will eventually need open heart surgery to close the holes in her heart.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit9lzcFf-9e4_L10MHlNzJUkhMemn3TY4Pgc6poa5vjnWM-myfNBexqCmhopG5CNhX0t3AOI7joqnEIFgfoavnEszJKa_0sMVGE2iDA-NFGGif6HwkZvZY9Ik-ufQ61iOiDq8bVRcpaw_2/s1600/ava.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463309769388526370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEit9lzcFf-9e4_L10MHlNzJUkhMemn3TY4Pgc6poa5vjnWM-myfNBexqCmhopG5CNhX0t3AOI7joqnEIFgfoavnEszJKa_0sMVGE2iDA-NFGGif6HwkZvZY9Ik-ufQ61iOiDq8bVRcpaw_2/s400/ava.JPG" /></a><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center">(Ava, before and after Oxygen Crib)<br /></div><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Eliza Anderson</span> </span><br />Last December, Sally and I Caught up with Lorelei and Hans Anderson. Growing up, I was close friends with Lorelei. Their daughter Eliza has recently undergone open heart surgery at the Westmead Children’s Hospital to close a hole in her heart. Thanks to the expertise of the Surgeons and staff at Westmead, the surgery was a success and Eliza was back at home within a few days. Thanks to recent advances in Kid’s heart surgery, holes in the heart can usually be corrected in a single operation. After which, a child usually regains full heart function, with no complications or requirement for further surgeries.<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibw7zCZhQJ7_ZmiljeLPk_h30ckAs7x_Pwrq8pJUqtWpabC1XaC-btBTcMkgk-cC_Wx-fxwsq3GrdUNsZMcNmryfIK6WPdOFXGr2G_Cd57vFQpWWk7p16TXooAdcLeAogDoxDgoXqsPv-/s1600/eliza.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463309776116579074" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiibw7zCZhQJ7_ZmiljeLPk_h30ckAs7x_Pwrq8pJUqtWpabC1XaC-btBTcMkgk-cC_Wx-fxwsq3GrdUNsZMcNmryfIK6WPdOFXGr2G_Cd57vFQpWWk7p16TXooAdcLeAogDoxDgoXqsPv-/s400/eliza.JPG" /></a>(Eliza after her Surgery)<br /></div><p><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Levi McCormack</span></span><br /><br />As a teenager, Levi’s Mum Karina lived two doors from Glen and I. Her brother’s were a regular fixture at the Crosbie home… AKA neighbourhood basketball court. Karina married Ashley McCormack. Their eldest son Levi was born with Hyperplasic Left Heart Syndrome. This is the same heart condition that Mosiah had. Levi is doing well and just started school this year. He has had several successful surgeries over the years. Levi has received a lot of media attention which helps raise awareness of the challenges that these brave little kid’s face. You can follow this link to a recent 60 minutes story on Levi.<br /></p><p align="center"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6hHa6Bj-yuVmEfA2qUvWj5EEcxw7i_7aAg9zKIPps877Uun9Hqf6pEWvR0AQ_hileCU2WcO2y04YCqyY7Ua5II-xm3_s5FD8K_Dw8h8oeoxeAhDTXRaj1EHc4-mKX6KY2sZs_mWjsdKqp/s1600/Levi2.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463310063575792130" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6hHa6Bj-yuVmEfA2qUvWj5EEcxw7i_7aAg9zKIPps877Uun9Hqf6pEWvR0AQ_hileCU2WcO2y04YCqyY7Ua5II-xm3_s5FD8K_Dw8h8oeoxeAhDTXRaj1EHc4-mKX6KY2sZs_mWjsdKqp/s400/Levi2.JPG" /></a><a href="http://video.ninemsn.com.au/video.aspx?vid=e72a3ffc-1c25-4002-9be7-ff00f6111676&from=articleinline&fg=sixtyminutes%5Estories%5E813875">Click here to view video</a><br /><br /><br />Please scroll down to the next post for information on how you can help. </p>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-8851922120924623302010-04-23T22:56:00.011+10:002010-04-23T23:17:28.811+10:00Fundraising for the Children's Hospital at Westmead<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgabHQkzAL84C0fPUR3u_OkdzgFwA8pxj2zqZpZg7CzLqxl6DmvWivk8ETCFKatmQwqezT_OwqMMH0GbFueiXyhPlvm4rFGn-6TteOfjl7Um9WTJ7EYr9_1bKjQhT6Qzwfx2Ua6KWs5_dzA/s1600/Bear.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 364px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463316254861556850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgabHQkzAL84C0fPUR3u_OkdzgFwA8pxj2zqZpZg7CzLqxl6DmvWivk8ETCFKatmQwqezT_OwqMMH0GbFueiXyhPlvm4rFGn-6TteOfjl7Um9WTJ7EYr9_1bKjQhT6Qzwfx2Ua6KWs5_dzA/s400/Bear.jpg" /></a>The Kid’s heart units at the children’s hospital are chronically underfunded. Consequently they are very dependent on donations to be able to carry out their life saving work. Hence they need as much help as possible. Any contribution, no matter how small can make a big difference for Kids with heart disease. It only takes a few minutes to donate online. Any donation over $2 is tax deductable (for Australian Residents).<br /><br />Donations can be made in 3 simple steps:<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"></span><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Step 1:</span><br /><br />Go to the Children’s Hospital at Westmead Website:<br /><a href="http://www.chw.edu.au/about/fundraising/donate.htm"><br />http://www.chw.edu.au/about/fundraising/donate.htm</a><br /><br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Step 2:</span><br /><br />Go to the donate online section:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMXDljZMKeXzlNsMPJrKaRdV6JQ6AbQiGpVjLQFFLlLcODQVfHGKGI7zp3_wgdx6tet9BdBFJuF_QhW0DNa599pa7Qjiq38vmnuQlAICoKBH-l6rZu-53MRieyyo8jk26bVlIAp15DPrJf/s1600/step2.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 53px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463316265995456674" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMXDljZMKeXzlNsMPJrKaRdV6JQ6AbQiGpVjLQFFLlLcODQVfHGKGI7zp3_wgdx6tet9BdBFJuF_QhW0DNa599pa7Qjiq38vmnuQlAICoKBH-l6rZu-53MRieyyo8jk26bVlIAp15DPrJf/s400/step2.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Step 3:</span><br /><br />* Fill in your details.<br />* In the “Company Field” enter the words “In Memory of Mosiah”<br />* In the “Direct my Donation to” section, select “Kids Heart Research”<br />* When the form is complete, click “Donate”<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_kn4WcWokfW3yySbelJE4qGq-ggYZyi7A4me6mxmMr8B5uz7Vr39tDRM5jIz8xY4g0usUtiO_kq_W6811JVNlUze2idziHTl3gdSc4NzmQ1I0G59wE_9920PykLv4nX6-_uNLOuh_eT0/s1600/step3.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 479px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 350px; CURSOR: pointer" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463316535855660050" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz_kn4WcWokfW3yySbelJE4qGq-ggYZyi7A4me6mxmMr8B5uz7Vr39tDRM5jIz8xY4g0usUtiO_kq_W6811JVNlUze2idziHTl3gdSc4NzmQ1I0G59wE_9920PykLv4nX6-_uNLOuh_eT0/s400/step3.JPG" /></a>A receipt will be mailed to the address provided. Keep it somewhere safe, so you can claim a deduction in your next Tax Return.<br /><a href="http://www.chw.edu.au/about/fundraising/donate.htm"><br /></a><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://www.chw.edu.au/about/fundraising/donate.htm">http://www.chw.edu.au/about/fundraising/donate.htm</a><br /><br />THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT </div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-53606147032755537252010-04-12T21:51:00.007+10:002010-04-12T22:14:46.795+10:00Dad's turn to Blog<div style="text-align: center;">We've been pretty busy the last couple of months and Sally hasn't had a chance to blog. So she's asked me to take over for a little while. I'm a man of few words, so here is my photo update:<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0H7yccmSiihbCh0Ek1JBKzCxUpqL_BmwkJyTZQ3LjIakJS__M7HhGoOTJNId-o7CI4IVlvmqExdfhEmI3dH7y8Ja3fzmJoLAKGDs5GQgI9aLjmEnmgukJDkDlMcHFZvGlV1YxEpJDbjjy/s1600/ava1.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0H7yccmSiihbCh0Ek1JBKzCxUpqL_BmwkJyTZQ3LjIakJS__M7HhGoOTJNId-o7CI4IVlvmqExdfhEmI3dH7y8Ja3fzmJoLAKGDs5GQgI9aLjmEnmgukJDkDlMcHFZvGlV1YxEpJDbjjy/s400/ava1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459218260619543282" border="0" /></a>Ava is growing big and strong. She's always happy and smiling (except for when daddy is late with feeding time). She's also becoming very social. .... and we can't forget how much she loves getting <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">rasberries</span> blown on her tummy:<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGUUyyKBvJ2yUTAT-bvoHc4n6ksnqgdXP0CDZ4LN267rRJ3HVOFOG9ABG_dF7jysEZgx3JzGf5i8gDFCDErkjrqom5A0UxYfb6cPhtzOsmfSGgrPYogN4qZa77hnb5WacaBgHqf0MkJGwc/s1600/rasberry.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGUUyyKBvJ2yUTAT-bvoHc4n6ksnqgdXP0CDZ4LN267rRJ3HVOFOG9ABG_dF7jysEZgx3JzGf5i8gDFCDErkjrqom5A0UxYfb6cPhtzOsmfSGgrPYogN4qZa77hnb5WacaBgHqf0MkJGwc/s400/rasberry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459218993640265170" border="0" /></a>Layne started school this year. Her teacher says that she is very attentive in class, listens to instructions and learns very quickly. I think the whole listening thing must be selective, because it just doesn't happen when she's asked to clean her room. <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">hmmmm</span>..<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbDhzM5itedxt_DN43X9WEYMOk24YdKHThqc9xaoq0ae4U29XjB04DXjEEPYBuTuioI4PfIb13qFGAwypkabZutWnVLLTMm3lw6qFJi_YN8GNfdN_ZDNPSfKpggdLhv2Pq4xKuQdQR83oQ/s1600/layneava.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbDhzM5itedxt_DN43X9WEYMOk24YdKHThqc9xaoq0ae4U29XjB04DXjEEPYBuTuioI4PfIb13qFGAwypkabZutWnVLLTMm3lw6qFJi_YN8GNfdN_ZDNPSfKpggdLhv2Pq4xKuQdQR83oQ/s400/layneava.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459220361592557922" border="0" /></a><br />Jacob is now in 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">nd</span> grade and is doing very well. The soccer season also started last weekend. I think he is by far the most energetic player on the team. Its great watching the Kids burn themselves out, because it usually means a bit of peace and quiet afterwards :-)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9DsGWWS0NILRnfGtlCR2vDhdLWHE4PT9zfPBbh6Mv297qQZaKr6oa49V5VF-RmMCDTARq42b7J3ITGGrPkPAFKvvuD308EkbqpYqPqIoWVWS3srQ3vltq8PFQ8yj0QBXArNf6WWhYZJbC/s1600/kids.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9DsGWWS0NILRnfGtlCR2vDhdLWHE4PT9zfPBbh6Mv297qQZaKr6oa49V5VF-RmMCDTARq42b7J3ITGGrPkPAFKvvuD308EkbqpYqPqIoWVWS3srQ3vltq8PFQ8yj0QBXArNf6WWhYZJbC/s400/kids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459221516179562050" border="0" /></a><br />And that's all for now. Stay posted...<br /><br />-Mike-Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-60039112717200364002009-12-03T14:03:00.009+11:002009-12-03T14:26:44.028+11:00...O little town of Bethlehem...<div style="text-align: center;">...hmmm one day I'd like to <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">GO<span style="font-size:100%;"> <span style="font-style: italic;">to Bethlehem...</span></span></span></span><br />but for now this will have to suffice...imagining what it was like.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vPNInii9FnhIk1Uft8Lq9b0nweWKanRsINEP1UJM6IidyEF7OYuuXHIG9-EtNIOmYdQIZqu-S8n29nib1m1slTXASM3pFI4h1lw64AY55TytAv8AbYR8i3NPnxJ1l6Y5-ZRJ_M05lwQQ/s1600-h/layne+3+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0vPNInii9FnhIk1Uft8Lq9b0nweWKanRsINEP1UJM6IidyEF7OYuuXHIG9-EtNIOmYdQIZqu-S8n29nib1m1slTXASM3pFI4h1lw64AY55TytAv8AbYR8i3NPnxJ1l6Y5-ZRJ_M05lwQQ/s400/layne+3+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410841524893303474" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Layne playing with the train<br /><br /></span>...so everything is supposed to be symbolic right??? um.....so the train?? um...they had camel trains....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UAz3uTuCmyxi5cIq4YV1T36TH-QZbV899PMwV4XcLsgnCrW5Fr2dHHsuaCFcyp3ZMQ2rap_9ZipIcOxdvkKQucRJgTqPpH4NEsD61RjMTa9TvtLNzsP3GTJNJ7m0jKBIWE33RJT1zga2/s1600-h/Layne+1+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5UAz3uTuCmyxi5cIq4YV1T36TH-QZbV899PMwV4XcLsgnCrW5Fr2dHHsuaCFcyp3ZMQ2rap_9ZipIcOxdvkKQucRJgTqPpH4NEsD61RjMTa9TvtLNzsP3GTJNJ7m0jKBIWE33RJT1zga2/s400/Layne+1+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410841349390814178" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Layne putting decorations on the tree<br /><br /></span>...she thinks she's one of the "wise men"<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVquYVlSoMF5Iu39mUoUXBREaDDTdGoTabdNBj0fpx9NFTOYihFJOUQEXFitn8krwXWvP1zKsQzHkSk2VTedz6R_yH2-Sa-xsxb4crV0w392gKoByLsc_wcrg6n8XNsuXyp0hppWG3uGCi/s1600-h/jake+1+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiVquYVlSoMF5Iu39mUoUXBREaDDTdGoTabdNBj0fpx9NFTOYihFJOUQEXFitn8krwXWvP1zKsQzHkSk2VTedz6R_yH2-Sa-xsxb4crV0w392gKoByLsc_wcrg6n8XNsuXyp0hppWG3uGCi/s400/jake+1+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410841213913516386" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Jake...not sure what he's doing<br /><br /></span>...so does he...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtovWfL_whuvfd1FTovTqhpI75iq8s44OcfmoDB1iRb6hU1zb5ofFo5VQjf1fdk13EeEQZPxaN_rkMw7yBvSSrv4xo8eZAdXs8g7jACREXQNWy_2S9usXh_V0O0yl64BBMLvuCVXGcAtw/s1600-h/details+2+col+sens+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjFtovWfL_whuvfd1FTovTqhpI75iq8s44OcfmoDB1iRb6hU1zb5ofFo5VQjf1fdk13EeEQZPxaN_rkMw7yBvSSrv4xo8eZAdXs8g7jACREXQNWy_2S9usXh_V0O0yl64BBMLvuCVXGcAtw/s400/details+2+col+sens+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410844578547175122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">the 'train'<br /><br /></span>Last year I was busy laying on the couch being sick while they put the Christmas tree up...this year I was busy feeding the girl...then I was really mean and let her cry while I took some pictures...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtfIW0l-m32lsziRRVG_NPbQ3tieNV2iUwKuiD-devXC70dkh7m0WbeeHXokJzT9fs1LHobZAS15Rg_gABxvgWPUxlB005iyMyMiTiyO_VvI4wGcfO2JpAjMeTFCIDx5xeOenSEF0VVkPS/s1600-h/details+1+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtfIW0l-m32lsziRRVG_NPbQ3tieNV2iUwKuiD-devXC70dkh7m0WbeeHXokJzT9fs1LHobZAS15Rg_gABxvgWPUxlB005iyMyMiTiyO_VvI4wGcfO2JpAjMeTFCIDx5xeOenSEF0VVkPS/s400/details+1+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410841003882408738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">decorations</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMvTTjCLgwOJxV4_iY1VVxGH3j_W36XAYZvKMeH6ndPZ8pvFqXxiGZskzLouQ1o8zhiPwNmsbxUlDq4okPi8wx_Vp5cMEGGIyqVjemuv3qD97A-XRmnwGFOYyNL_DiGcO-VlYEzt7XUFH/s1600-h/potterybarn.png"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoMvTTjCLgwOJxV4_iY1VVxGH3j_W36XAYZvKMeH6ndPZ8pvFqXxiGZskzLouQ1o8zhiPwNmsbxUlDq4okPi8wx_Vp5cMEGGIyqVjemuv3qD97A-XRmnwGFOYyNL_DiGcO-VlYEzt7XUFH/s400/potterybarn.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410841893874146786" border="0" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:78%;">...our house...</span><br /><br />...and the husband has been hard at work putting up all the time consuming outdoor decorations....<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;">IN MY DREAMS!</span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(OK so I'll settle for the front door and the gate....and I know my husband & the kids would like a bit of the snow.)<br /><br />- above photo from PB catalogue -<br /></span></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-11695351852342923542009-12-03T13:41:00.005+11:002009-12-03T13:50:27.147+11:00...a visit...<div style="text-align: center;">The husband's parents are visiting at the moment...(they're currently living in the Middle East)...his dad was able to meet Ava.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKzbN5aOoukkcQKmXhtexrWs2W0DAM4k0ANrBvd6KEpX2QYHFNag4OJ1agou4h-jKm2u2_MJE5GrraB-cPepIITwqWbbWRXWSqLH7W2TNHg7Kqar4BCi4kX6hkOteEgT2eShLl-Y1M5tD/s1600-h/Ava+2+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzKzbN5aOoukkcQKmXhtexrWs2W0DAM4k0ANrBvd6KEpX2QYHFNag4OJ1agou4h-jKm2u2_MJE5GrraB-cPepIITwqWbbWRXWSqLH7W2TNHg7Kqar4BCi4kX6hkOteEgT2eShLl-Y1M5tD/s400/Ava+2+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410835115721284498" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">...and, of course, MaMa brought dress-ups...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtcYfCucrFnn39hMyKwnYv3pGyt9OYhnmv1bmg6MQRozFgLRfdEcNAwUK72c0nld40NOoBmwekKhsFiIKxsRwlyDbgtDYe8cK_CnWvfu-vzibMtcoQsd5mIwa8BhH0U655-7NunosGCumP/s1600-h/hilarious+2+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtcYfCucrFnn39hMyKwnYv3pGyt9OYhnmv1bmg6MQRozFgLRfdEcNAwUK72c0nld40NOoBmwekKhsFiIKxsRwlyDbgtDYe8cK_CnWvfu-vzibMtcoQsd5mIwa8BhH0U655-7NunosGCumP/s400/hilarious+2+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410834937233414258" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">....these were taken the afternoon they received them....I absolutely LOVE them...because they make me laugh...<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDI3PGhN2UwnlIZX89oa036nyqUgeFP3zlLGGxCA6WTMXXW2qk8l-NIaO-Ff0F3JZHm3r0lswgQUDBBHWaWZkJOfR5v69JTR-oUuUwQi3z8NmHYxSFuwlsVQSaWboxF9tyCICUWroWMjqK/s1600-h/hilarious+1+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDI3PGhN2UwnlIZX89oa036nyqUgeFP3zlLGGxCA6WTMXXW2qk8l-NIaO-Ff0F3JZHm3r0lswgQUDBBHWaWZkJOfR5v69JTR-oUuUwQi3z8NmHYxSFuwlsVQSaWboxF9tyCICUWroWMjqK/s400/hilarious+1+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410834817222523058" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jake couldn't stop saying...'I come in peace...' (don't ask...I don't know!) and well I just happened to capture this expression on Layne's face!<br /><br />Layne gave MaMa some pocket money so she would bring more dress-ups next time - she loved them that much!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(there is also a hat and a head piece that goes with Jake's...but he'd ditched it by the time I got around to taking a few photo's)</span><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-31000957241229529702009-10-24T16:51:00.007+11:002009-10-24T16:56:55.174+11:003 months has gone by quickly...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnI_SSwhorfuOnDg7N3o9sTG-VoGqX8TW6ZujS7-UxWsRLiR57MpvscwC6mlcopJxpaRHC_0YGE_o3pnyVkjNAm3K3AP38cBpn1zsaw3ip7fycW4oOW3zN1_I6bu1sIROgKEd5H7hu8BjA/s1600-h/Ava+12+weeks+4+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnI_SSwhorfuOnDg7N3o9sTG-VoGqX8TW6ZujS7-UxWsRLiR57MpvscwC6mlcopJxpaRHC_0YGE_o3pnyVkjNAm3K3AP38cBpn1zsaw3ip7fycW4oOW3zN1_I6bu1sIROgKEd5H7hu8BjA/s400/Ava+12+weeks+4+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396040656780902738" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPy4yLxuEo6F9aXpqufCtpK0aMVeAJ4xd7FN7243rYCI1120pBXqbw4UF7IwK5G3uobZHAbntzoPepZDk4n-3kS3MlIQAzulK8OHg_3T77fBiSdsr98qFIi8yF24iPVSPGlFtuDkcDHHOi/s1600-h/Ava+12+weeks+3+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPy4yLxuEo6F9aXpqufCtpK0aMVeAJ4xd7FN7243rYCI1120pBXqbw4UF7IwK5G3uobZHAbntzoPepZDk4n-3kS3MlIQAzulK8OHg_3T77fBiSdsr98qFIi8yF24iPVSPGlFtuDkcDHHOi/s400/Ava+12+weeks+3+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396040572497764978" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqSgSOxKLIn_CApOYUJiRuCwWz_QxFUMvMEWegl6BVp0jJTjLE7K_bIh9xbyEeSWipHpYTfUxGvPviDN9DSZf7_1vG57xOuzROkAIMGyBU5kCUmzuEQGvH78W_mDkOu2Qc1-M_biDG2dym/s1600-h/Ava+12+weeks+2+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqSgSOxKLIn_CApOYUJiRuCwWz_QxFUMvMEWegl6BVp0jJTjLE7K_bIh9xbyEeSWipHpYTfUxGvPviDN9DSZf7_1vG57xOuzROkAIMGyBU5kCUmzuEQGvH78W_mDkOu2Qc1-M_biDG2dym/s400/Ava+12+weeks+2+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396040487595063906" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTsOTrt_i_ljL705LEvvm-txlb9iX3QMjo8dIMos0VU3wwgmGo1rCUbbTJ8nXlH-ril1tFgyJ_pi-xiFtb4DVv15dnB1cG-j4t4BOldQ0iY3-DFXNN67dBx3txll3WP77kqRNox8JdrW-8/s1600-h/Ava+12+weeks+1+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTsOTrt_i_ljL705LEvvm-txlb9iX3QMjo8dIMos0VU3wwgmGo1rCUbbTJ8nXlH-ril1tFgyJ_pi-xiFtb4DVv15dnB1cG-j4t4BOldQ0iY3-DFXNN67dBx3txll3WP77kqRNox8JdrW-8/s400/Ava+12+weeks+1+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396040395340773378" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">...she's 12 weeks old now and doing great...she <span style="font-size:130%;">loves</span> to talk to us... smile at us... and of course be cheeky and poke her tongue out at us :)<br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-53795136297403302252009-10-16T19:53:00.002+11:002009-10-16T20:00:28.326+11:00a favourite...<div style="text-align: center;">This is a favourite place of mine<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4015739887_1aa68efefc_b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 1024px; height: 791px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2659/4015739887_1aa68efefc_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">problem is...like most things in life...I didn't appreciate it when I only lived 10 minutes away from it! I lived 10 minutes away from these gardens throughout my highschool years...ahhh now I live about 2 hours away and jump at any opportunity to get together with my family for a picnic here. We had a 'father's day' picnic here this year...and a certain father and son (& nephew/cousin) got to go on their first helicopter ride! The reason why there is no photo of the helicopter ride is because they were just going down to take a 'look' at the helicopters...and then I got a phone call to let me know that I had to drive to another vineyard and pick them up...:) haaaaaa<br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-82560964136036483332009-10-14T16:59:00.005+11:002009-10-14T17:05:22.065+11:00A quaint little shop...<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/4010893116_be09c8090e_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 900px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3439/4010893116_be09c8090e_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-32253200826809084362009-10-05T14:35:00.005+11:002009-10-05T14:58:38.228+11:00Clickinmoms and a picture of Paris<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcc7vYb7Kaxf4CD3esZMemf_lCCCuNBBMuTVcdcTxzhQQXj_DC_K29FZUirRu0KiyO0xCDt5j-x8b0K8O7ISJ-9g0KTuo5qp4K-4zdxfjwIIW_vMdzjeNdhpIA1GW4eWjunBn3sTIyPRtf/s1600-h/paris+partments+sx70+red+and+watermarked.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcc7vYb7Kaxf4CD3esZMemf_lCCCuNBBMuTVcdcTxzhQQXj_DC_K29FZUirRu0KiyO0xCDt5j-x8b0K8O7ISJ-9g0KTuo5qp4K-4zdxfjwIIW_vMdzjeNdhpIA1GW4eWjunBn3sTIyPRtf/s400/paris+partments+sx70+red+and+watermarked.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388959596285699922" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br />I've been learning so much about photography and photoshop at <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >Clickinmoms</span>. It's great being able to go to a forum and finding the answer to a question that you've had for ages...and no matter how much you search on google you just can't seem to find an explanation that you can understand :) .<br />I have had a simple question about colour management and calibration for a while now and there are so many arguments for and against what my particular questionwas, that I was getting exasperated...FINALLY I just decided to go to the forums in clickinmoms and see what they all had to say about it...found out that my question has a very simple answer and I now I can breath a sigh of relief! If any of you photography fans wanna join go on over to my sidebar and click on the clicknmoms logo.<br /><br />Oh and for those of you that are interested, start checking my<span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"> </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><a style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.edenlanephoto.blogspot.com/"></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"> eden lane photography blog</span></span> for freebies I find on the web. The <span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" >freebies</span> will be anything from photoshop stuff (brushes and actions), cards and templates, and anything FREE!<br /><br />At a later date I will also start posting tutorials on there show you how to do simple things in photoshop. But first FREEBIES!<br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-72605265670484826612009-09-12T18:54:00.004+10:002009-09-12T19:14:42.320+10:00dreaming of...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:180%;" >...rome...</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3912037496_00e03342cd_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 424px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3912037496_00e03342cd_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7G_MSipac43FeYYzewTAlaEE1_Ya1ZUqVGwfoc-YnBwCdzQ1h7CI3eNw9ld4_XbKnh039LLjQxtdras7ukqwVs7dKy4LalrwhuloiL_f_fo3G0QT6NuQsS5d-4_Qio0RCTvfeqamIodd/s1600-h/vatican+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7G_MSipac43FeYYzewTAlaEE1_Ya1ZUqVGwfoc-YnBwCdzQ1h7CI3eNw9ld4_XbKnh039LLjQxtdras7ukqwVs7dKy4LalrwhuloiL_f_fo3G0QT6NuQsS5d-4_Qio0RCTvfeqamIodd/s400/vatican+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380505338798026130" border="0" /></a> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQHB16VjWlrWnx24qI7OFSDKK9Gyo9gIUGjuNpR2eKbyoR3T8XfAc6RcXdCPUnxar8k2ydZfSfHKwEAe1yD4joT7ZqQoNrUHIhNMj6ji1ElUEYwZDEzYkFZbEv-KGdvJ6-nMhU4WZbIUvq/s1600-h/rome+scenery+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQHB16VjWlrWnx24qI7OFSDKK9Gyo9gIUGjuNpR2eKbyoR3T8XfAc6RcXdCPUnxar8k2ydZfSfHKwEAe1yD4joT7ZqQoNrUHIhNMj6ji1ElUEYwZDEzYkFZbEv-KGdvJ6-nMhU4WZbIUvq/s400/rome+scenery+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380505790535547730" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOs71E-bCHDBt33Yrvz5s4N9UER1cpi4GVKva-hSWbH5mEyLrKKn9LePoI18p3zBi35kU1g0Gewnh04HIgG8-mjcS_xfm6MGyDPUpaZIOiule94xDWtSre06ZS2bvVeZLfjboR_HwYjGDP/s1600-h/rome+lamps+web.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOs71E-bCHDBt33Yrvz5s4N9UER1cpi4GVKva-hSWbH5mEyLrKKn9LePoI18p3zBi35kU1g0Gewnh04HIgG8-mjcS_xfm6MGyDPUpaZIOiule94xDWtSre06ZS2bvVeZLfjboR_HwYjGDP/s400/rome+lamps+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380505599959562354" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha7G_MSipac43FeYYzewTAlaEE1_Ya1ZUqVGwfoc-YnBwCdzQ1h7CI3eNw9ld4_XbKnh039LLjQxtdras7ukqwVs7dKy4LalrwhuloiL_f_fo3G0QT6NuQsS5d-4_Qio0RCTvfeqamIodd/s1600-h/vatican+web.jpg"> </a></div></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">...I don't know if it's just because we've hit spring and the weather is warming up...or because it's nearly a year since our round the world trip last year...either way...italy is on my mind...<br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-6349078311373999692009-09-12T18:29:00.002+10:002009-09-12T18:35:29.776+10:00THANK YOU!<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Just wanted to say a quick 'Thank You' to everyone who sent us emails etc. after having Ava. We really appreciated it...I'm slowly starting to get back into replying to emails but thought I'd just let you know...I <span style="font-style: italic;">did</span> get your email :)! </span><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-1596881731203285442009-09-12T18:06:00.002+10:002009-09-12T18:13:26.624+10:00Another baby...<div style="text-align: center;">...so my nextdoor neighbour and i were due only 2 weeks apart...baby w. is only 10 days old in these photos...ahhh finally some nice sleeping shots!<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2558/3911947912_9f5aeda446_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 860px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2558/3911947912_9f5aeda446_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...if you want to see more of baby w. you can go on over to my <a href="http://www.edenlanephoto.blogspot.com">photography</a> blog.<br /><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-7817036390273909252009-08-30T20:12:00.019+10:002009-08-30T20:43:16.820+10:00Ava Grace<div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="">....so most of you know by now that I had my baby...she was born 31st July weighing 6pd 7ounces...my smallest yet.</span><br /></span></div><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Ava was born with Down Syndrome. Although it was unexpected, having grown up around a few Down Syndrome kids, I was excited for the difference she would make to our little family. She was in NICU for 2 weeks...she's now home with us and doing well, although there will be ongoing medical checkups with her heart condition. We are very excited to have her as part of our little family and her big brother and sister absolutely adore her! I've included two of my favourite photos of her - unfortunately by the time she came home she was too alert to do one of those nice peaceful sleeping shots that you see of newborns!! She wasn't having a bar of it!</span><br /></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2603/3869634485_8ac49d366a_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2603/3869634485_8ac49d366a_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/3869633411_56f2245ec7_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 428px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2618/3869633411_56f2245ec7_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com21tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-86974429857695418852009-08-12T08:07:00.003+10:002009-08-12T08:14:44.346+10:00...my cousin...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">So I shot these over a month ago...it's my cousin with her new baby...he's gorgeous! (so's she but we're talking about babies here...!:)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3812220883_f302af76cb_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 600px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3486/3812220883_f302af76cb_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;">I've been meaning to put them up here so that my family can see the pictures...but I just wasn't quite happy with them and kept wanting to fiddle...these are two of my favourites...</span><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-62861060848564358062009-06-28T11:33:00.004+10:002009-06-28T11:51:56.446+10:00A Birthday<div style="text-align: center;">A little girl in our house turned 5 on Friday....she asked for a lollipop cake (which she literally thought she'd be able to eat like a lollipop????) and a present that she's been begging for, for the last 6mths!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fhBG2Y_hfp_nG-I6tOkAGfPW8uTTBCHo3a9e_XJjSfIKhB0vQlovromvaDPJeTavXk3wfv5NDVFBkWwMV2djNRxYPr8J8M1e45WhTIoQJN6UN7bQav19IEw3EVTU2tbMxmVnBHNi_Tv6/s1600-h/lollipop+cake+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5fhBG2Y_hfp_nG-I6tOkAGfPW8uTTBCHo3a9e_XJjSfIKhB0vQlovromvaDPJeTavXk3wfv5NDVFBkWwMV2djNRxYPr8J8M1e45WhTIoQJN6UN7bQav19IEw3EVTU2tbMxmVnBHNi_Tv6/s400/lollipop+cake+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352186879429076226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> I think her present is a little overwhelmed at the attention she's getting...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFA8-VOi063EBx0mZbMeSDkkf37ejBbsA3Y0ODym8mpHrg1xE282luoibsR3judJ0kYOaVgpVdnMT26Yx_gNao2mftKvRC04JD4NSDhq8WydcmAmWRojqU8cLK7Sgg-nENBvRL7UVtVuLH/s1600-h/fluffy+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFA8-VOi063EBx0mZbMeSDkkf37ejBbsA3Y0ODym8mpHrg1xE282luoibsR3judJ0kYOaVgpVdnMT26Yx_gNao2mftKvRC04JD4NSDhq8WydcmAmWRojqU8cLK7Sgg-nENBvRL7UVtVuLH/s400/fluffy+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352185951599403762" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">...and the birthday girl was distraught that her new little 'fluffy' couldn't sleep in her room with her at night...<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQsqg7xtgKIj9_LELFiNlDOZlsTcWNcyPExM5AqCQ1q0h2uhERY0MVLxZj3S4YMSLuiOwc9gmW2TVx8UEkWGamKVkop7PVH1k5awfLCnODFzgWXspjRKKRb7EKRS9-ZatE09fuL9hpyqt/s1600-h/fluffy.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLQsqg7xtgKIj9_LELFiNlDOZlsTcWNcyPExM5AqCQ1q0h2uhERY0MVLxZj3S4YMSLuiOwc9gmW2TVx8UEkWGamKVkop7PVH1k5awfLCnODFzgWXspjRKKRb7EKRS9-ZatE09fuL9hpyqt/s400/fluffy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352186025615065394" border="0" /></a><br /><br />p.s just had to share something Mike and I had a bit of a laugh at - we bought 'fluffy' and then went next door to the Vet's to get her vaccinated...the receptionist asked Layne: 'what's your rabbit's name??' Layne promptly said 'Charlie'...so the name 'Charlie' went into the computer - a few minutes later the vet came out calling for 'Charlie' - as we started to get up - Layne started going off at the vet...telling him that she's not a charlie anymore that her name is now 'fluffy'...and then she sat back down waiting for him to call for 'fluffy'....<span style="font-weight: bold;"></span><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-85702213191788572332009-06-25T18:52:00.004+10:002009-07-30T10:18:02.069+10:00CLICKINMOMS<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:blue;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)">Ok so I know there are heaps of you that love photography - I have this posted on my photography blog but thought I'd put it here as well for you. If you're interested - this is a pretty cool site - you can join for as little as $6 a month! It's a great source of information and tutorials and a great way to learn more about photography at your own pace. </span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color:blue;"><span style="COLOR: rgb(153,153,153)">Just remember to put the coupon code "FRIEND" in at checkout to get your 10% off - I think the offer expires 31st July!</span></span></span></span><br /><br /></div><small><span style="color:blue;"><a href="http://clickinmoms.com/amember/go.php?r=3678&i=b7"><img border="0" alt="Clickin' Moms" src="http://www.clickinmoms.com/images/728x90_love.jpg" width="728" height="90" /></a></span></small>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-17372218734496241682009-06-24T14:21:00.008+10:002009-06-24T15:09:36.197+10:00star wars with a pottery barn fix...<div style="text-align: center;">...Jake's room has always been one of those '<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">I'll get around to it</span></span>' things since we moved into our house...now 2 and 1/2 years later and new baby nearly here I thought maybe I'd better do something about it or it'll be one of those <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);font-size:180%;" >MANY</span> ideas I have, that never seem to make it from the idea, to the real thing! So the husband and I sat down and made a whole plan - measurements and all...have moved furniture around and made room for a desk that will come over the next few months as time and money allow. The rest I've slowly been doing bit by bit over the last little while...and although it's a long way from done...I'm just happy that something is actually being done!<br /><br />Jake <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" >loves</span> star wars...I <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:180%;" >love</span> pottery barn...we don't have pottery barn here...it's a sad thing and it frustrates me to no end sometimes...and because we don't have pottery barn here...our target doesn't stock '<span style="font-style: italic;">pottery barn look alike</span>' stuff (without the pottery barn price tag!). So since it'll be awhile before our next trip to the U.S...(which I've told my husband will be purely 'a shopping trip' :) I've started to look at what I can do myself...the husband then started to get into it and if any of you remember the post I did about a year or so ago about the <a href="http://mikeandsals.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-christmas-present.html">bed head</a> that he made me...you'll see that he is quite handy...just has a very time consuming job which limits his <span style="font-style: italic;">'handiness</span>' to me...(I know... again <span style="font-style: italic;">frustrating!</span>)<br /><br />But then some kind of miracle started to happen - he doesn't have any extra time... in fact less than normal, but he started to look at some of the things on pottery barn that I liked and he was convinced that he could make most of it!!!!...needless to say I immediately threw<span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" > </span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 255, 153);font-size:180%;" >ALL</span> my furniture out and eagerly awaited the expected goods.... ok, so maybe not...I am pregnant, but I'm not that out of it! So my point is...he's actually <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-size:180%;" >helping</span> me do Jake's room - and he's <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" >NOT</span> gay....that's the miracle!<br /><br />But before I go on, I have to mention how freaking pedantic the guy is when I do stuff like this when I'm preggo. He goes a little <span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">OVERBOARD</span>... like for eg. I'm not really a coke drinker...never really liked the stuff...in fact I don't really like fizzy drink (soda) much at all...but if we're traveling somewhere and I need and I say <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">need</span> a drink immediately...he won't let me take a sip of his coke...because it's 'bad' for you - HELLOOO - you're drinking it!!! just give me a darn drink of coke!....and then he remembers what it's like to say <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >NO</span> to a pregnant woman...and well lets just say...I'm not thirsty anymore!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfrfuV_hygtYJA2PvpuiB3xMAFGC6DweW5V2rAbunGSbeQuxLLasJbly2rjTmbUOwARpVruumfT7viQOrjcsM9JPEpdIl63xQWoR6Ra2TEHnkmFiAiAgnWJ7MDncMNUTHDPkEr2Xwo7a2/s1600-h/gas+mask.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvfrfuV_hygtYJA2PvpuiB3xMAFGC6DweW5V2rAbunGSbeQuxLLasJbly2rjTmbUOwARpVruumfT7viQOrjcsM9JPEpdIl63xQWoR6Ra2TEHnkmFiAiAgnWJ7MDncMNUTHDPkEr2Xwo7a2/s400/gas+mask.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350745483989984898" border="0" /></a><br /><br />so when I went to do Jake's star wars painting he literally refused to let me do it until he got a <span style="font-weight: bold;">GAS MASK</span>!!! I had one of those little disposable masks for when I'm sanding...thought that was just fine for the painting...but nooooooooooooo I not only had to immerse myself into a star wars painting I had to actually <span style="font-weight: bold;">BECOME</span> Darth Vadar himself...!!!!<br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vNj57t8QekzKDH9wRVLeYgu7ecENpcAKEbbO-pSr5IL52msDH99zcLIgYffTPFcS0sJzu0mbNRnYnGre3yOTQN9UMTNEmuMKy8f2wgdZVdYDceN3UGIOdQ0TRLk2vkqc-3Yvf7Hah13W/s1600-h/star+wars+painting+2.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2vNj57t8QekzKDH9wRVLeYgu7ecENpcAKEbbO-pSr5IL52msDH99zcLIgYffTPFcS0sJzu0mbNRnYnGre3yOTQN9UMTNEmuMKy8f2wgdZVdYDceN3UGIOdQ0TRLk2vkqc-3Yvf7Hah13W/s400/star+wars+painting+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350745413873976210" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and I had to wear gloves (which I would have anyway - but I'm not admitting that to him!) and if he had a disposable body suit he probably would have made me wear that too!!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2uqZ2jiOBsRo5M-RdlBt1VHhWqmiPYBKkQEi9CrMq6EZPN3XPk5vfIXZ31cbxNmgsQb5KBcRgduO1UprVTCtinGEazOLo8yP5OWuq0EPl_YSUboKE-ncBoCjTHD0e8ivNsoy50YKHVzj/s1600-h/star+wars+painting.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC2uqZ2jiOBsRo5M-RdlBt1VHhWqmiPYBKkQEi9CrMq6EZPN3XPk5vfIXZ31cbxNmgsQb5KBcRgduO1UprVTCtinGEazOLo8yP5OWuq0EPl_YSUboKE-ncBoCjTHD0e8ivNsoy50YKHVzj/s400/star+wars+painting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350745325923481186" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />...<span style="font-style: italic;">and </span>the finished product...Jake and I are so excited...J. because he gets his painting...me because I can take the stupid gas mask off and cross another thing off my list of things to 'get around to' - oh and did I mention that it's <span style="font-weight: bold;">glow in the dark </span>too!!!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">( and yes for any of you who look long enough you will see PLENTY of mistakes...heee but Jake hasnt' figured that out yet so I'm going with it...although then he did start demanding a spaceship...and I told him NO WAY this is it buddy!!)</span><br /><br /><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-49812999801095263382009-06-24T13:26:00.002+10:002009-06-24T13:32:38.830+10:00lollipop kids...<div style="text-align: center;">I've been going through some old photos....found these that I took in October last year...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3303/3655409713_b263e1043d_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 300px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3303/3655409713_b263e1043d_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3656206664_886621c75a_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 900px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2465/3656206664_886621c75a_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Jake's facial expressions totally make me laugh!!!<br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-61071507872817272172009-06-22T15:45:00.003+10:002009-06-22T15:54:25.092+10:00Sisters...and a brother...<div style="text-align: center;">On the photo shoot with -Mary- I also thought I'd actually make an effort this time round and get some pregnant pictures....ughghgh. <br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3545/3649059175_a7ab98e667_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 956px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3545/3649059175_a7ab98e667_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">It's funny how different the kids are - they're both excited...my boy is very affectionate - he climbs into bed and always wants to feel the baby move in the morning. When I pick him up from school he runs to me and wraps his arms around me (well best he can) and give the baby a rub and kisses my stomach. My little girl on the other hand isn't so into the whole 'feeling' the baby move but will periodically come up during the day and say 'cuddles for the baby...and mummy'...and give my belly a hug...both are really cute about it...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3350/3649024045_a0e8d3646d_b.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 576px; height: 1024px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3350/3649024045_a0e8d3646d_b.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-31506445913568715002009-06-22T15:35:00.003+10:002009-06-22T15:55:58.595+10:00Mary & I...<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></span>So about 12 mths ago <span style="font-style: italic;">Mary</span> and I started talking about taking some photos together and reanacting some of the old mission photos...since we have some pretty hilarious ones together...but by the time we actually got around to making a date...I was pregnant and sick as a dog..so we postponed it...a few weekends ago we decided it was now or never...because these things can be so easily postponed since <span style="font-style: italic;">neither </span>of us really care to be IN FRONT of the camera...but we got my husband to do his best...it was the middle of the day (the worst time for photos) but it had to fit in with his heavy work load that weekend...which gave us about a 2-3 hour window around lunch time...needless to say we had some fun...<br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span></div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3649023159_06f5c8668c_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 600px;" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2466/3649023159_06f5c8668c_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I love the one (above) on the left....<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3417/3649022655_203a792355_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 900px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3417/3649022655_203a792355_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6009438777626929619.post-36105857260023463022009-04-06T08:13:00.003+10:002009-04-06T08:39:50.389+10:00donna hay....and a bit of bill...<div style="text-align: center;">so i had a girls day out on saturday...with <span style="font-style: italic;">Mary</span>... (see last post). we have been waiting for the new <a href="http://www.donnahay.com.au/">donna hay</a> store to open...it was set to open in march but opened 1st April...so we took the first opportunity...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3322/3416170390_8cf2b1915a_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 480px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3322/3416170390_8cf2b1915a_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />...it was very quaint...just what i like...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3406/3415363763_87b8c5dfe4_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 853px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3406/3415363763_87b8c5dfe4_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />....unfortunately, as was expected, the prices weren't exactly to my liking...gorgeous dessert glasses being around $41 each!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3344/3416170796_1d04792a78_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 853px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3344/3416170796_1d04792a78_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br />....i did come away with some cookie cutters and tea towels though...<br />they had everything from natural cleaning products to a kitchen with divine raspberry meringue teasers to taste!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3033/3416171152_375f263981_o.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 853px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3033/3416171152_375f263981_o.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">...and this was our favourite display...(they're soy candles at the bottom)....anyone who's interested in a birdhouse decor...it will set you back approx. $235 for each birdhouse. :)<br /><br />...it was worth the day out...<span style="font-style: italic;">Mary </span>and I love <a href="http://www.donnahay.com.au/">donna hay</a> (for you americans that have never heard of her...google her)... we ended our day out by having 'all day breakfast' at <a href="http://www.bills.com.au/home.htm">bills</a>....(bill granger's...once again...if you don't know who he is...google is your best friend) ...all i can say is 'i love bill' - the food was excellent, we didn't have to wait long for a seat (being pregnant this is a matter of high importance!) and the pricing was even better...i don't think i saw anything over $20...!<br /></div>Salshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03498041137825236416noreply@blogger.com4