day TWO HUNDRED and FIVE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Look how big Walter is getting! 25 weeks old and 35kg already!
day TWO HUNDRED and FOUR | Year EIGHT | 2017
This is what I had for breakfast brunch today (brunch sounds better, right?… not so unhealthy?)… Choc Mint Mousse from Ricardos… it was beyond divine! <3
day TWO HUNDRED and THREE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Walter and I are having a cuddle while we watch my ranga cook dinner.
day TWO HUNDRED and TWO | Year EIGHT | 2017
Right behind Willow’s back is a heater vent… I often find her lying here in her uniform in the mornings… today, Walter joined her – anything for a cuddle!
day TWO HUNDRED and ONE | Year EIGHT | 2017
This was a bit more excitement than I need on a Thursday night… a panicked, late night trip to the emergency vet, with Walter and his very distended tummy 
… after xrays and observations, it turns out he just ate too much food, too fast! … best result we could have hoped for!
A nice big needle and 4.6kg of induced vomiting (even the vet was so impressed they took photos!) and he is home feeling much better!
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY NINE | Year EIGHT | 2017
I’m trying to watch the Australian men’s hockey team on tv… but Walter thinks he’s a lapdog and is cutting off my circulation!
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY EIGHT | Year EIGHT | 2017
When you get to the end of the day and just want one nice photo…
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY SEVEN | Year EIGHT | 2017
Half time in Xan’s women’s CL2 (second grade) game… it’s lovely to watch a game in the sunshine for a change – it wasn’t warm, but it was sunny 😉
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY FIVE | Year EIGHT | 2017
When you turn to look at your child… and this is what you see… there are no words 
(in case you’re wondering – that’s Darci, under there)
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY FOUR | Year EIGHT | 2017
Walter spent the day at the farm… now, I think he is dead!
#tryingtokeepupwiththekelp
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY THREE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Beccy is back for another sleepover, so Willow and she decided to change things up by lighting the fire and roasting marshmallows… they don’t do it right (catching the mallows on fire, blowing it out and eating) but I couldn’t convince them that my way (slow roast over the coals so the inside melts and outside crisps up) is way better! What do you think?
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY TWO | Year EIGHT | 2017
Another image supplied by Xanthia… I’m not quite sure what to make of this one!
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY ONE | Year EIGHT | 2017
A busy weekend, first in Melbourne, then in Bendigo… now leaving my beautiful Victoria and heading home.
day ONE HUNDRED and NINETY | Year EIGHT | 2017
Taking the nephew and nieces to the Gold Class cinema in Bendigo for their birthdays (that we missed!) … Despicable Me 3… it wasn’t an Academy Award winner – but we enjoyed it!
day ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY EIGHT | Year EIGHT | 2017
All dolled up for Kate’s 40th birthday party in Melbourne.
day ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY SEVEN | Year EIGHT | 2017
I’m not sure if I’m proud of this collection… or disturbed! … either way, Happy FIRST Birthday Gertie!
day ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY SIX | Year EIGHT | 2017
This eerie image was supplied by Xan… I love the light, but it makes me feel like I’m watching a horror movie!
day ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY FIVE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Queens Gertie… taking over my desk once again!
day ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY FOUR | Year EIGHT | 2017
Big Arse Salad for lunch… rice, quinoa, salmon, baby spinach & snow peas… my new favourite! <3
day ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY THREE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Testing out new poses in today’s newborn session <3
day ONE HUNDRED and EIGHTY TWO | Year EIGHT | 2017
They are playing some joint game on their phones, which is being displayed on the tv… they may all be looking at screens – but they are doing it together…. awwww 
#boardgamesofthenoughties #thisiswhylargefamiliesroc
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY EIGHT | Year EIGHT | 2017
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY SEVEN | Year EIGHT | 2017
My Woolies mud-cake hack for a work afternoon tea… not a bad result!
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY SIX | Year EIGHT | 2017
I’m hiding in the dug-out, pretending to be ‘Team Manager’, so I can stay out of the freezing cold night while watching Zoe & Darci play hockey in Tuggeranong… another great win, by the way!
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY FIVE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Like I needed more proof that Walter is my spirit animal… he’s using the treadmill to eat his snack! #practicallytwins
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY FOUR | Year EIGHT | 2017
Another photo supplied by Xan (because I’ve been slack so I asked the girls to fill in my photo gaps 😉 ) … and what great one it is!
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY THREE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Zoe and Darci driving to hockey training… taken by Xan in the back seat.
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY TWO | Year EIGHT | 2017
Just me and the cleaning lady at the gym (and the new lady that just walked in)… I think both of us would rather be anywhere else! #wherearemydamnendorphins
day ONE HUNDRED and SEVENTY ONE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Gertie has made herself at home… so I guess I have a desk-mate… whether I like it, or not!
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY NINE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Darci and my future son-in-law… and some random redheaded kid 
#justkiddingfreddie
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY EIGHT | Year EIGHT | 2017
I had a great time playing netball with a bunch of people from work this morning… all in the name of a good cause. We were part of a World Guinness Record attempt to have the most netballers playing in an exhibition match while raising money for Red Nose Day and Bosom Buddies! Great fun with way too much energy for that early on a cold Saturday morning!
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY SIX | Year EIGHT | 2017
When my ranga brings me flowers, just because … orange for him and purple for me… together – perfection <3
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY FIVE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Oh Walter… what have you done?… and exactly how deep did you go!? #waltercrack #puppyspam
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY THREE | Year EIGHT | 2017
Walter | 18 weeks
… snuggling with my bubba is becoming increasingly difficult <3 #puppyspam #waltercrack
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY TWO | Year EIGHT | 2017
One of the biggest frustrations of being a creative married to a non-creative is defining my vision in a language he can interpret (much like him explaining car mechanics to me 
) … but when my vision, and his skills come together – it’s a beautiful thing!… I am loving my new bed nook
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY ONE | Year EIGHT | 2017
She did it! … 32cm gone! Still totally stunning <3
day ONE HUNDRED and SIXTY | Year EIGHT | 2017
Tomorrow, my gorgeous girl will cut off over 30cm over her amazing hair, to donate to the Australia Alopecia Areata Foundation… she is nervous, but I am so proud of her <3
day ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY EIGHT | Year EIGHT | 2017
Walter chose to barrack for the Swans… you have chosen wisely, Walter.
day ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY SEVEN | Year EIGHT | 2017
Trying to get a #selfie with the laziest dog in the universe… not as easy as you’d think!
day ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY SIX | Year EIGHT | 2017
Plastic surgeon say no stitches needed… but no hockey for 6-8 weeks!
day ONE HUNDRED and FIFTY FIVE | Year EIGHT | 2017
So… this happened tonight. A ball to the back of the finger, which was wrapped around the hockey stick makes for a very painful injury for my ranga 🙁 #shatteredfingertip #appointmentwiththeplasticsurgeon #stitchesmaybe
