Listen. There are millions of refugees rotting in camps right now. I read up about it all the time and I get so sad and dismayed I donate all our money to make their nightmare life a tiny bit better and to stop them and their babies drowning alone at sea. There are no leaders helping, really: we are the leaders. Anyway, all this is to say that I know there are real, terrible, unfathomable things going on and that there are more important things to write about but you guys, we got a cordless Dyson this week and Joel has vacuumed three times (three) in four days (four) and even Ella vacuumed up the tin of fish food Billy dumped all over the couch the other day while I just sat back and watched and I don’t know, it’s just really changed my life, is all.
Anyway, I’m on my third cup of coffee this morning because that’s just the kind of week it’s been so forgive me for my hyped, scattered mind. We’ve been ticking off our school holidays bucket list this week. Hence the exhaustion. We’re making memories and all (yay) but sweet fancy moses, I need a nap. A Small Happies post today to celebrate the small things we’ve been enjoying lately.
Cheeky boys who won’t go to bed.
On a side note, I rearranged our bedroom earlier this week (another day, another can of modge podge), revamped the space, cleaned corners that haven’t seen the light of days in years and I love the freshness it has provided. I love how everyone naturally gravitates to it for morning cuddles and bedtime stories and everything in between.
The new Shorncliffe pier opened over easter and we love it. A couple of afternoons a week, we walk down to watch the sunset, ride bikes and the kids love to watch the fishermen drag in their nets of tiger prawns and fish.
Cooler mornings and wintery closets.
All hail the happiness that is kids’ socks. I love summer and cute swimsuits and ice blocks eaten on our front steps, but the cooler weather is a very welcome reprieve from the humidity that makes me want to throw things at the walls some days. Plus, there are these cosy scenes to take in.
My crafty babies, always wanting to draw, paint, snip, write, or just make stuff.
And kid writing. Oh god, I love it.
Acupuncture before bed. Always a lovely little routine.
Cute bits of evidence that he has an older sister.
My little cook helpers. Always more work and mess, but trying harder to say yes to them in the kitchen.
And lastly, exploring new playgrounds.
For Brisbane locals – Frew park at Milton is awesome – definitely recommend!
The kids actually fell down laughing at the funny mirrors. So hilarious.
Sending you a virtual glass of bubbles, friends. Happy weekending!