Jonah is 6!

I like this photo.

It is all blurry - but that's Jo. The first pic I took of him was very posed and clear - as he opened a gift that was not what he was expecting. He had a stoic smile and his cute voice thanking me for it - but his heart was not in it. And then he opened the long thin pressie - wow did he move after that!  Every shot is blurred.  It's pretty hard to take a photo of Jo when he's stoked.

And stoked he was.

Yes the Darth Maul Light Sabre is 1.5 meters long, taller than him. Yes, he packs a punch when he wants to - so whoever is on the receiving end may hurt...alot. And yes, the light sabre is ridiculously priced - and not the bicycle I had wanted to buy him. But so what.

Sometimes, we have to say that to ourselves in the store - after a whole hour of staring at it - 'So what!'. Then pick it up and pay.

This year - Jo wanted an ice cream cake packed with sweets. So we made it together the night before - it was a sweet experience:) And he loved it. That's what it's all about.

We are all well - kids are schooling, I am painting and Brod is working....and we're all doing this a lot.

Love to all.

M

Just because it's in my head...

Us humans - we have odd natures, and we can do some rather entertaining stuff.

Take the other day, and let's use Brod as my example.

Hectic, as it always is in the kitchen - cause I'm a lazy slob, and Brod is running around wanting a can opener. For the express purpose of opening a can of peaches, because,"it's a Sunday, and you always need a dessert on a Sunday, after lunch".

Said can opener has been plonked into the sink - prior to being plonked in my wonderful dishwasher.

'Sorry Brod, it's in the sink, you'll have to wash it.'

'Humph....nooooooo!' moans Brod, 'I won't wash it, I'll make waffles instead'.

Really?

For the inconvenience of washing a can opener...he made waffles instead.

Baffles the mind.

M

Brod's Birthday Fun with the Family...19th July

Just another day...

I happened upon today in a rather ordinary sort of way.

But it is different. It has to be.

And it certainly should be remembered.

Because a year ago today - my dad died.

There will be no big event to celebrate his life today - my family are busy with their commitments and life.

But his place is still there, in my happy memories, and I am happy to find him there.

His laughter, his hanky flicking, his hugs and his sleeping on the couch through our gatherings.

I love you dad.

xxx

Melissa a.k.a The Smosh.

We flew away to the mountains & it was good

This past Wednesday I found myself packing up my Blue Opel Zafira with lots of bags & food & kiddie stuff...and I put my kids and mom in there too...and together we went on an adventure. To see what we could see. 3 hours later, and my arms were a bit jelly like after a 40km drive over a dirt road, we arrived at Bushmans Nek. At Rocky Ridge.  We walked alot, hiked a cute mountain among baboons, swam in ice water, and sat by fires in the evening. And it was just grand. Simple pleasures bring me much happiness.

And Friday morning early I awoke to a knock on the bedroom window - and there was gallant Brod with his guitar bag in hand. Woosh - off my feet:) He does that.