Wow, it's been wet! The rain was horizontal, the road outside was river-like (see video below) with a lake a couple of doors down. A towel stuffed under the back door only slowed the flooding into the utility room. So with flood, wind and tornado warnings, Pickle and I were stuck inside today.
After drawing, an animated movie, snacks, lunch and a nap, I became a climbing frame (this is not an unusual situation with my cheeky monkey). But then the tickle monster came out, and Pickle's giggle was infectious.
27 January 2013
So glad I managed to snap a photo of him in full laugh!
Pickle is not a fan of having sunscreen applied to him every morning. But it's not an option in the harsh Australian sun. I think he exhausted himself on this particular day, and crawled up on my bed for a LLD.
22 January 2013
Do you think he looks happy enough now that his ordeal is over?
Here is Pickle with Charlie in the back garden where we're currently living. Most evenings Pickle & I venture outside to spot the birds as they fly home to their nests. If we're lucky, we spot lorikeets or a friendly kookaburra.
While I took some photos of Pickle at the playground today, none were as cute as the self portraits he took of himself this evening. I turned the camera on the phone, so he could see himself, and showed him which button to push. So while there are now loads of shots, this is an early one and his cute little grin is captured. He's grown up so much since the first self portrait he took almost a year ago.
6 January 2013
I think the three-hour nap he'd just awoken from agreed with him, don't you think?
I don't suppose I should be surprised at how good a climber Pickle is, considering that his parents first date was rock-climbing!
But today when we went to check out the local playground, he clambered his way up this ladder-type construction to make it to the slide. I hovered near him, and it was only on his third go that I risked taking quick snaps with my phone before dashing back to have my hands nearby in case he slipped - not that he needed me, but it's better to be safe than sorry.
5 January 2013
Each time he got to the top, he applauded himself, which was just adorable... then zoomed down the slide!
How many other 16-month olds are this agile I wonder?
Cheers, KangaRue :)
Update: I've linked this photo as my favourite of the week - come see some others entries by clicking here...
Here's a true beach shot of Pickle, after our daily walk and before our swim. This photo was taken mid morning, and this is how busy the beach in Hervey Bay usually gets... if you peer really closely in the background you can see someone walking! It's an 8km stretch of beach, and we hang out at the popular spot, though I've rarely seen more than a couple of dozen people dotted along it at any one time.
72/366 - 12 Mar 2012
Pickle just looks so carefree and happy (I think he knows he's about to go for his swim).
This is definitely going to be my favourite photo for the week, so I already know I'm going to link this up, so the button is already below! Take a look at all my other Project365 posts. Each Sunday you can link up to the weekly favourites at TheBoyandMe's blog by clicking on this button below:
Pickle isn't a great sleeper, but wakes up a happy little chappy every morning. Bright and early. So at around 6:30am, I got up and changed his nappy. I though I'd pop in back into the cot so he could play with some toys and I could sneak another ten minutes shut eye.
I snuggled back down under the sheet and could hear him giggling away to himself. I turned over to catch what I thought would be a glimpse of him playing with a favourite toy of the day... when lo and behold, THIS is what I found...
68/366 - 8 Mar 2012
He had pulled himself up to standing! He's only 6 months old and has only just started crawling. Sure, I've heard the story of how BoyWonder started walking at 7 months old, but I still wasn't prepared for the sight of him grinning over the cot bars at me. I just had enough sense to lunge and grab the camera to get a few shots. Needless to say, I didn't dare get any more sleep.
After our daily walk, I've been taking Pickle for a swim. Here he is mid-change into his swimming gear - I think he's looking forward to it, don't you?
So after Pickle's debacle with cow's milk, we're now trying rice milk. My lovely friend, chef Chaz, has been trying to get me to try it for years, but I hate soya milk, and thought it would be the same sort of thing so avoided it. But after Pickle's reaction, trying something different wasn't an option, so this morning he had Weet-Bix with rice milk and he loved it (and the surprising SilverLining is I like the rice milk too!).
Baby-led weaning is, shall we say, a little messy - but he was using the spoon and his hands and wolfed it down. Sure, a fair amount ended up over his face, up his arms, in his ears etc etc, but it makes a good photo!!
We had a nice routine going for Pickle's sleep time back home, and while we've continued with the routine on holiday, some days have been a bit hit and miss. Today was one of those days. We've bathed, had a story, been sung to "sleep", but it didn't work. Daddy's secret touch is obviously missing.
56/366 - 25 Feb 2012
Sleep isn't one of Pickle's strong points - he fights it every step of the way. I have it on good word from my Mother=in-Law that BoyWonder was far worse, so at least I know where he gets it from! The Baby Whisperer refers to Ethan's style as Spirited, meaning that he's a tricky one that doesn't respond to many of the other techniques that work for the other styles... so any hints and tips are appreciated!
Grandpa bought Pickle a teddy bear. A rather large teddy bear. Bubbah was worried that he would be afraid of the bear, seeing as it's so large... I don't think we have to be worried do you?!
55/366 - 24 Feb 2012
Mind you, I have a bone to pick with them - I was 16 before I got my first real teddy bear! And I've no idea how (if?) we'll be able to get it back on the next three plane journeys!
First day in Hervey Bay, so we had to head straight to the beach. Sitting outside Enzo's on the Beach is the best spot in town. Pickle is rocking his sunnies mid change from clothes into his swimming gear before we head for his first real swim in the sea!
Not quite sure which one I'm referring to in the title! Pickle decided sleep was passe on our second flight to Australia (as you can no doubt tell by the extra luggage he's carrying under his eyes). So I got out the monkey that I had stashed away as a surprise. His absolute delight on seeing him hasn't abated, and it is an absolutely delight to watch him engage with Charlie as he's now been named.
