Superman.

These pics are long over due. Mum was kind enough to make Charlie a whole new batch of dresses. They're all lovely but the Superman dress has proved the biggest hit whilst out and about around town. This was made from my Pillow case or sheets when I was a toddler. I can remember sleeping on them and loving them. It's so lovely to see Charlie wearing it now. The fabric is still in such good condition too, nice and soft and comfortable like an old t-shirt.









She's getting to be such a big girl now.

Rambunctious Rousing Roundup.

Poor darling has been sick again since the last blog entry. This time she had an Ear infection as well as what turned out to be Pneumonia. It seems that ever since she popped out of mummys tummy with a chest infection, everything she gets, hits her hard. This time she got bad enough that the GP called an ambulance for her to be taken to the Childrens. She was terribly hot but a few hours later she was bouncing around the ward, thanks to Mr Panadol. A course of antibiotics later and she's back to her beautiful self. She actually bounced back really quickly, within a few days her spark was shining bright as ever.


We're rugging up extra good for the cold weather. She's got a new Beany and lots of coats and Jackets with lots of buttons which she loves. She's been emptying my drawers lately and trying on all my clothes. She's had he most success with tshirts and underpants. They all go on the same way, over her head. She stands infront of the mirror beaming. She's been clunking around in mums shoes too.

This is her in "Getting Strong" Pose. Note the Wiggles CD booklet of the same name. She just started doing this randomly and now she'll happily oblige anyone thats asks her if she's getting strong.


She happily plays by herself for long stretches now. Anything from tea parties to moving coins from the piggy bank into another container or just rifling through her massive collection of books. She has gone through a phase of Hanging all her colored face washers up all around the house on whatever ledge will hold them. Sometimes you walk into a room and its like a chinese laundry with little pastel coloured sheets hanging on every available surface.



Mum sent down some beautiful dresses that she made for Charlie. One of them was made out of my old Superman sheets which she loves. I havent got a photo of her in it yet, but hopefully soon. She's also gone Miffy crazy. I spend about 12 hours a day humming the songs to myself, it seems like, for the time being atleast, that I'm stuck with them. She got a beautiful Miffy Backpack last weekend and they are now the closest of friends. This is a pretty good shot of her with it on. It's a hit around town too. Everyone loves Miffy! Everyone loves Charlie.


We're off to Japan in late June for a few weeks. Miffy is coming with us.

Catch back up

These are pics from a family holiday/long weekend down to Philip island. I took a couple of wrong turns on the way, but when traveling with me, that's just part of the fun. It was stinking hot in Melbourne, which is why we got out of there and headed down the coast.

Here I am, holding a drippy Charlie aloft in celebration.

This is part of the Island where you can see lots of penguins close up on a boardwalk and then a huge colony of seals out on the rocks through binoculars. It's faing straight south into Bass Straight, which gave the whole experience an extra edge. Beautiful rugged coast and menacing dark water made it special.
See what I mean?
She really enjoyed the tame Bay, which was just a minutes walk from where we were staying. Its the first time she had really gotten out and enjoyed the deeper water. She grabbed a few tasty handfuls of sand too and chowed down. It was overcast but from memory it was still 36 or 37 or something ridiculous. Still, it was 40+ in Melbourne. Dad with Charlie.

Dad Mum and Charlie. Mum's playing hard to get and Charlie is playing harder. Just like I taughts 'er.




Now that's some cute smiles from my two favourite girls. Dad was thoughtful enough not to ruin things by putting his head into shot.
Love her!

So you know you can dance (clap your hands say yeah)

No time for chit chat tonight, here's one hot off the press.

This tightly choreographed performance is an ensemble of all of Charlie's dancing styles into a single flamboyant piece. The decision to strip off wasn't taken lightly, but after deliberation on the artistic merits of nudity and a vigorous discussion on the performance pieces intellectual integrity, Charlie decided that anything less (more?) would have been a slap in the face of her art.

enjoy~

The things she does

I meant to put this cute little movie up a while ago. It got lost in the torrent of new photos that we take weekly.

We're not so sure about the switch to one sleep now. Sam noticed that everyday we give her one sleep, she has a wake during the night. So, back to 2 sleeps and see if ti makes a difference. There's a few things we'll try like moving her lunch time a little and making the first sleep a bit earlier than it has been. Slowly but surely she'll reach that one sleep a day goal when she's ready for it.

Like it's 1999

I was having a browse through the last few months of photos and thought that I should throw a few random ones down here. A small window into the last 3 months.

Her first Christmas, before the carnage, and before she learnt how to unwrap presents. Sam made the decorations.

Now we have teeth, we really should be looking after them. right? This is the first photo of Charlie where I saw myself in her face. Poor thing.

Charlie and me at Warrnambool. The sand there was very silty. Not like good Newcastle sand. We were washing it and vacuuming it out of things for weeks afterwards. Still, lovely time.

The combined first birthday party. it was ment to be at the park, but the weather was nasty and we had it our house. This is before everyone turned up. It was a full house.

The Gang. Yes, Eric is really pushing Lakmini around through the long grass. Charlie is just happy to tag along and admire Eric's muscles.

One of the cutest pictures, and my facebook profile picture. Love it.

13 Months

It's Autumn, finally. I'm no great fan of a Melbourne summer. I miss the beaches of home far too much. Every hot day brings phantom beach pangs. I'm an amputee. I can feel cool waves rippling over my toes, as they sink into the sand. No good. Autumn is my favorite season down here. If I can't have a beach then you can keep the heat. Give me numbing cold days anytime. I love the cold, so welcome Autumn, great to see you again.

Charlie is 13 months old now. she's been walking since 9 months but only in the last month has she really started to explore it as more than just a way to get from A to B. She now twirls and dances little jigs that end up, after a second of frenzied footwork, with her siting on her bum. She's climbing onto the lounge, down stairs and most impressively, up steps without holding onto anything. The satisfaction on her face needs to be bottled and sold.

Sam and I are having trouble pinning her down to a sleep pattern during the day. She's been a great sleeper, and all the hard work of the first 5 or so months has paid off. At the moment though, she's slipping between 2 sleeps a day and 1 sleep a day. This last week I've just been putting her down for the one sleep at around 10:30. She's a dream all day, but we've noticed that when she has 1 sleep during the day, she has a wake sometimes during the night. We've taken this as a sign she's not quite ready yet and that she's getting over tired. Back to 2 sleeps for a little while from today. it's amazing how adaptable she is, we're stuffing around her with her routines but she doesn't seem to mind. An Angel. 

The upside is that we can go back to playgroup and the girls now that she wont be sleeping right through it. Just one day left for the weekend. Sam's precious weekends. I wish I could give her longer, she misses Charlie so much during the week. Poor mum. I love you.