Wednesday

OSCAR

Thursday

FIVE ON FRIDAYS


 I think most people checking out this blog are family or friends.  So I'm hoping no one will mind too much that I'm posting more pictures of my incredibly beautiful children and nephews.  These nephews belong to my sister-in-law.  We see these cousins much more often than the SA contingent featured in the entries below.  Jane looks after our babies on Tuesdays and I look after these gorgeous Watson boys on Fridays.  Fridays are without a doubt my most challenging day of the week.  Ben and Will don't always look so happy to be in each other's company and there was the tooth-through-lip-incident (only a few weeks ago) and the thumb-cutting-near-disaster (which Ben and the John Hunter emergency department will never forget).  But Nick said me he loved me once when I dropped him off at school.  And of course I get to take pictures like this.   

Friday

SO MANY LANES




These children are all cousins ( you may recognise three of them as my sister's boys).
Their Dads are all brothers (five of them!) 
And the loved up couple below are ultimately responsible.  


Monday

CHRISTMAS



I'm hopeless when it comes to putting pictures of my own family on the blog.  I keep thinking I'll get to it later.  Even Christmas hasn't made it.  Have resolved to feature more personal entries in 2011.  So here they are ...my favourite subjects.  The shot above of Ben with his cousins (Oscar, Noah, Fergus) is one of hundreds I took on Christmas Day.  Ben's cousins live in SA so we don't see them as much as we'd like.  That's my sister, Emma looking on in the background.  The boys had been running around playing with water bombs and water pistols.  I convinced them to snuggle up for about 2 seconds before it was on again.  I can't stop marvelling at this picture. I love it so much.  They look like angels to me.  I wonder if non related people will think they are as beautiful as I do? The other shot is especially for someone who will definitely think the picture is gorgeous.  That's my Mum looking as happy as a lark with all her grandkiddies piled around.  

Sunday

THOMAS