Showing posts with label circadia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label circadia. Show all posts

Friday, May 10, 2013

Autumn is 2!


Now that Autumn is two we've put her to work at the market selling vegetables.
I put in a valiant effort at potty training for a couple of weeks before giving up. All it did was make her so terrified of pooing that she would hold on for hours. Maybe in 6 months I'll give it another shot.
One of my all-time favourite things is to see the boys loving their little sister well.

She had a very Spring-like flower cake for her brithday. When it came time to sing Happy Birthday, Reuben was melting down and didn't even want cake and Soren was lying feverish on the couch (all three were at some stage of malaria treatment). So Phil and I sang to her ourselves, ate some cake and had a laugh at how ridiculous it all was.

Friday, February 22, 2013

Grommets & Dentists

We had been wondering for a while if Reuben was having trouble hearing (perhaps he wasn't just ignoring us). So we took him to an audiologist and he did a hearing test and yes, he had a fluid build-up in both ears and needed grommets..
..which meant a trip to hospital and a general anaesthetic. I was concerned he may not be able to swim, as one of the few fun outings we have in Papua is to the pool or beach, so was relieved to hear that he could, with earplugs and a groovy headband.


We also went to see our old friend the dentist.


Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Passport Photo Pain


Oh so tragic.

Oh dear.

Can you not be charming, just this once?



Bingo.

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Reuben turns 2




That's the way son!

Friday, August 20, 2010

Family Photo 2010


I've never really been a fan of the posed family shot, but I've had to get over it in recent years. So, here it is--the one with no wonky smiles, no cranky children and no unseemly mullets.

Another Big Chop


Before.

Oh how sweet, our very own little Billy-Ray Cyrus.



Goodbye curls.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

The Big Chop


In Indonesia, boys are required to have short hair for school. It was high time anyway, it was starting to affect his vision!

Surrender.

Showing interest.
Unsure.
Not happy, Dad!