Sugar Pine Walk

Such a lovely day! Air as fresh as chilled water, sunny skies and fields, farms and hills as far as the eye can see.. and beyond. It's going to take alot of adjustment going home.

Oh, and pine cones the size of Riley's arm!

I Turned Around...

I loved him in an instant..

Hardly let anyone hold him..

 Was overwhelmed with his squishy deliciousness!!

So full of thanks and love for my perfect little bundle.

 

 His thighs were hilarious, his expressions would melt everyone who saw.

 My tub of lard was a hefty boy..every bit as podgy and exquisite as the next.

 With eyes that would see straight through to my soul and ignite a flicker of joy.

  His big brother is still the protector. The kind hearted playmate and the teacher of monkey tricks!

 It's those heart tickling giggles that I breathe deeply and smile. Then realise if they're enjoying themselves that much.... there must be a big mess attached! 

I turned around.. and next month he'll be three. I miss my baby Riley and love my toddler Riley.
Soon he'll be "pre-schooler".
STAY TWO! STAY TWO! It's the best best age.
I said that for Lucas and now for his brother. It must be a magic age all round.

Big brother Lucas still his favourite companion.

They're both still super cute. All covered in dirt, smiles and pride in who they are.

 Oh! And the fun to come!

 I can only imagine and gasp at the anticipation of belly laughs, grey hairs and more beauty and hardships in their journey to becoming good men. Just like our Dad's and theirs.

Tonight at dinner Lucas told me he wanted another baby in our family.... he'd like a girl please.

Human tastes like chicken...

You know those things that happen in threes? Well here they are.

No.1 Steve gets bitten by a Goanna (lace monitor) which was more like a chew.

 Still has the patience to show off the "beauty" - click to enlarge the pic and you'll see his blood running down the lizard's leg.

No.2 Riley and the retaining wall.... and the concrete.

 Here are the very child unfriendly boulders that are our back fence leading up to the private road. Everyone can see in.. no privacy.

 This is the side of the house that has the drive that people walk down to get to the bush track to walk their dogs (on and off the lead). See the attempt to child proof? Needs improvement... we have smart little boys.

 

In the foreground to the left is the retaining wall that isn't fenced. We have to be with the kids ALL THE TIME when they're outside as there are too many dangers. (Why are we here again?!).

Steve was outside with his bandaged up hand and Riley sped past him chasing after the cat from next door. 

You can imagine the rest...

No. 3 Anxious Mothers have little sleep + Early Morning drives (6:30am) = Forgotten handbrakes..

Being all anxious about Riley's fall and Steve's bite, wondering what the heck we're doing living here and it being so hard for the kids having so many restrictions and not being able to simply go and play outside...gets a bit much. Luckily we were all in the house after the early morning Ambulance Station drop off for Steve.

An hour later we heard an all mighty crash and there it was.. the car on the bush track (on a nest of trees and boulders). 

Enough said. It's been a hard week.