Life under a Pepper Tree

We had a lovely family catch up yesterday.  Dylan got to play with his cousin and one of my cousin's toddler.  Much like me, Dylan was shy; holding onto me no matter how enticing the other boys play session seemed to be.  He happily sat up at the table for some chocolate cake afternoon tea, and a cuddle from his Grandma though.  He eventually joined in with the boys play, and shared his toy cars around, even if he probably didn't want to.  It was just so lovely to observe him as he joined in, and even when he held back.  His personality really is shining through, and I cannot describe him as anything less than a little sweetheart. Dylan's grandma kindly knitted him a beautiful little jumper to wear this winter.  We showed it to him today and then tried it on.  I don't think toddlers do "fake", so I guess we got brutal honesty. His comment was "Mmmmm... nice. Mummy, it's nice" as we put it on.  He just beamed.  He wasn't quite as taken with

Today we headed out to Fairfield for our car club's annual show. This is the 3rd time Dylan has been, and he certain seems to enjoy it!  I lost count the number of times I heard "look Mummy, a bus! A beetle!".  We saw all the cars on display, saw a few nice ones for sale, but once again we strike the dilemma of no more garage space, so which one has to go???  We got around to the swap meet area where we came across a few parts, and various cars for sale.  Here there were constantly calls for "look Mummy, a broken car!".   Dylan is just getting to the stage of sitting through the vast majority of a kids movie, like Toy Story or Cars.  I've been meaning to dig out the Herbie DVD, but haven't gotten there yet.  So when we came across a few beetles painted up like Herbie I knew I had to get a shot.  I'm sure one day Dylan will be impressed with his meeting with a real Herbie!  One day... maybe... ! A portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2

Today we headed to the park to expend a bit of energy.  Dylan got to ride his little trike around the park's pathway, to the playground area, via every patch of long grass to roll in, stopping to meet puppy dogs or interesting looking people.  We also ran around the centre of the grounds where I grabbed this shot.  He was watching his Daddy fly his remote control helicopter, and then ran off to chase the birds.  This led him to see a game of AFL being played on the next oval.  There were calls to go join the game until something else distracted him for 5 seconds.  There's always something to see or do at the park! A portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2015 Joining in with Jodi and Project 52. Bel

Got a quick snap in between playing with cars and trucks.  Although the entire time hubby was trying to get some shots in, Dylan was eyeing off his train set.  I've got myself one sweet cuddly car/truck/train/bus-loving beautiful boy who I love to the moon and back. Bel

Happy Mother's Day to all the mums out there! I had a tiny speck of a sleep in this morning which was pure bliss.  Dylan woke up earlier than expected, but I heard him playing with his toy buses in his cot for a good 20 minutes or more until he started calling out for me.  I received a lovely Mother's Day gift (bought by me!) but just hearing Dylan actually saying Happy Mother's Day in the sweetest voice was more than I could hope for.  Some times it's just the simple things that remind me how lucky I am to have such a happy healthy cuddly boy. We celebrated Mother's Day with hubby's family last night for dinner, and so had my mum over for lunch today.  I had planned a simple menu which I refused to get stressed over or be stuck in the kitchen the entire time.  Without even an inkling of a need for dinner tonight, I think I can say it went down well! Today's photo captures the excitement from one cheeky boy who discovered that he can climb up on top of

We had a day this week where Dylan came home from daycare and shortly after said he felt sick.  Hubby thought he felt cold and so put him in the warm bath to relax him.  He was relaxed but soon refused to get out of the bath until I had come home from work.  Only the offer of lots of cuddles managed to get him out of the bath.  After the bath he moaned and groaned and rolled around on the floor.  He was just so clingy and complained of a "sick tummy".  My poor poor bubba.  We weren't entirely sure what caused his sick tummy, but we get the feeling it might had been the result of a bit too much cake at daycare celebrating another child's birthday.  And he does love cake! When you're feeling poorly, there's nothing like some cuddles with your teddy. A portrait of my son, once a week, every week in 2015 Joining in with Jodi and Project 52 . Bel