Wordless Wednesday: A Country Life

We ventured down to Pomboneit earlier in the week to stay with my parentals (don’t bother asking where that is – it’s nowhere). They live in a beaten up, dry as a desert, farm existence which they’re gradually transforming into their retirement dream. It’s a true country experience. Little Vick has country running in his veins, despite his suburbian roots and I couldn’t help but singing moving to the country, gonna eat a lot of peaches... for our entire visit.

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DSC_1002I just can’t get enough of that little carrot eating face! Happy Wednesday :)

Wordless Wednesday: Pretty Things

A birthday means pretty things. Hopefully. If your friends and hubby get it right. Fortunately mine generally do. Definitely this year so I thought I’d share a sneak peak at some new treasures that are taking up residence at my house post Birthday.

baby posterThis is acutely a poster for Baby Vick’s wall. A sneaky purchase whilst making another birthday purchase courtesy of Mr Vick’s wallet. How uber cute is it?

crafty kidI was super delighted to be given this book as I follow Kelly’s blog The Crafty Crow. Check it out for the most super ideas about getting your DIY on with the kids.

rainbow neckalceI like colourful balls especially those that hang around my neck! ;)

And my most favourite thing ever:

Ducks

My Ducks. My babies. I have longed for flying ducks for some time and now they’re all mine and soon to be on my wall where I will admire them long time.

Have a good Wednesday!

Wordless{ish} Wednesday: A Fairy Park!

My Playgroup is mixing it up at the moment and we’re having some little adventures together. Today we visited Fairy Park in Anakie (1 hour south west of Melbourne). It was built in 1959 and I don’t think anything has been altered or upgraded since then. It certainly hasn’t changed an inch since I visited as a child some 20 or so years ago.

The park brings to life the world of the classic fairy-tale & myth, so it’s excellent if you actually read them to your child. Think The 3 Little Pigs, Pinocchio, Little Red Riding Hood, Hansel & Gretal, Snow White etc etc Each fairytale is bought to life through figurines and a recorded story telling. It’s a little magical, but in truth bordering on eerie. There’s something not right about the place (the numerous gnomes or toadstools staring at you?) and yet the kids if not won over by the fairy tales, will definitely be rockin’ the playground. So really if you want a win it’s a go to place especially for the under 8′s who hopefully haven’t been too warped yet by screens and the realities of the world which can dash their whimsical imaginations.

And I’ll never get enough of this selfie:

 

Wordless Wednesday: The Bush Camping Easter Family Photo Special

Oh hi Wednesday! You’ve popped around once again. You seem to do that when we have a public holiday on a Monday and then I’m scrambling to get something up and posted by Wednesday. I thought today, partly ‘cos I’m strapped for time and part ‘cos I thought it would be a good summery of my Easter weekend/campy times, I would put together a little photo album of my favourite snap shots from my camping trip at Blanket Bay with the boy and the Mr.

May I introduce you to Blanket Bay:

and yes, that yin & yang sign really was found like this…

I had great creative ambitions with this until a little cub erased it foot drag by foot drag

A Easter egg hunt in the bush

Walking along Crayfish Bay

My big load

The Cape Otway Lighthouse – the oldest lighthouse on the Australian mainland

The view from the top… this just doesn’t capture the wild beauty of this place

Tomorrow I will have a post about Blanket Bay and how we came to be such big fans of the place! It will feature hard boiled eggs and a 1972 camper van.

Happy Wednesday!

Wordless Wednesday: Getting my Batgirl on at The Naracoorte Caves

We embarked on a road trip to Adelaide last week. Some 700 and something km’s were covered in one day with a preggie and a toddler on board. Daring some might say, but such things don’t seem to hinder our ambition or sense of adventure. On our way we pre planned a stop over at the Naracoorte Caves. A destination along the Limestone Coast (in South Australia) known for it’s…er, caves, would you believe?

When one thinks of caves they might have images of dark, creepy, bat and spider infested holes which should only play home to Batman. Naracoorte Caves are fully wicked. In an awesome kinda way. They’re pretty spectacular and have less of the creepy factor. In fact this spot has been listed as a World Heritage Site. Admittedly it’s mostly ‘cos of the many mammal fossils discovered here. The silly old dinosaurs would hop along and flop right down into the caves and get stuck and ultimately find their deaths there and then we came along and said a huh upon their remains being discovered. You can be educated at length about this (in a more scientific manner) at the Wonambi Fossil Centre on the site.

We wanted to get down to the dark depths of Batman land however and found ourselves on a guided tour headed for the Alexandra Caves before we knew it.

Rocks and stuff, they’re actually very interesting

The straws. The stars and most fragile part of the caves.

The bottom half of the next picture is actually a reflection in the water. Pretty neat huh?

Little Vick getting a hands on education about the stalagmites

The Wet Cave:

There are half a dozen caves to explore and numerous guided tours throughout the day. This is really a top spot to take the kids. It captivated Little Vick and us big kids rated it highly too.

The best thing, it was nearing 40 degrees outside so the caves provided the most brilliant air conditioning you could get. It was soooo cool, I could have happily turned into a Bat-girl!

The Balloons of Love!

Over the weekend I attended a little love celebration. A wedding. I shared some dapper snaps from the occasion yesterday on the blog but I promised this special ballooning edition today. A fun moment that often happens at German weddings is a balloon release. It was news to me when I was told that’s what we (my mobster group of friends) would be organising and gifting to the newly married couple. Some balloons hey?

This is how it rolls. You organise some cute postcards, on one side it is addressed to the newly married couple. A stamp is placed on it. On the other side guests right a message to the couple. It looks something like this:

This postcard is attached to a helium balloon. The couple then releases all the balloons and send them on their way during their special day. The idea is that they will fly and be found by a stranger, who hopefully is a romantic and will place the postcard in the mail so that it eventually it lands back to the married couple who will finally be able to read the message.

I’m skeptical. Considering the wedding was in West Melbourne I’m fairly sure they would have ended up tangled in the docks or dunked in the water but apparently in Germany postcards have been returned with a postal stamp from Denmark. It took 8 weeks to find it’s way home. Can you imagine a balloon crossing countries, being found and sent back?

I’m yet to hear if any have arrived back, but it certainly looked like a mighty pretty affair.

So long love balloons

Going, going, going…

Going…

….gone and one disbelieving Little Vick went in search for them

Perhaps they went this way?

Nope. No balloons.

:)

Wordless Wednesday: It’s Crowning!

I recently completed my Jamie Oliver cooking course at the Ministry of Food. At the final session I had a little moment staring at the clacker of a chicken. I felt like I was seeing into my near distant future. My destiny.

All the woman in the class looked on with pity and shouted encouragement. It’s crowning!

Wordless Wednesday: A Little Comparison

Have you seen my baby fatness?? Word has it around town I am HHHHUGE!

Seriously. Enough of the twins jokes. Hilarious for you. Not so for me. My belly likes to hang out so it’s good at this pregnancy gig. One might think I was built for it even.

I’m 23 weeks knocked up. Peoples faces look surprised when I say that. One stranger recently asked how I was going with my last few weeks. Seriously?

I decided to take a little comparison test and whilst I spent 30 minutes of fumbling to get this unsatisfying selfie which isn’t on the right angle, has depressive lighting and which really isn’t a great comparison, you will see for yourself how my belly might be poking out a little more.

                    Pregnancy # 1                                         Pregnancy #2 (NOW)

Do I even have boobs this time? I think they’ve been scared off and note the difference in hair styles? You can tell which one was my first pregnancy when I had time to groom … yeah, that old thing.

I can tell you one thing. There’s a whole lot of vagina sitting in the second picture. Can you see that? Baby Vick is sitting a little closer to the exit unlike Little Vick did. And… I really don’t know what else to say after that point.

Happy Wednesday!

V xx

Wordless Wednesday: Camping On The Lawn at Lorne!

We are home again. We got back yesterday from camping on the lawn at Lorne. Beach side and all. There’s something charming about that bush surrounded coastal town on the infamous Great Ocean Road. I love the little boutiques, the top notch eateries and the get your shoes off and get on the beach atmosphere. It’s a very easy place to hang out at and now with the school holidays over, the overwhelming buzz that surrounds the town over the peak period has dwindled and you can only hear whispers of leisure.

I have faint memories from camping in Lorne for a number of years in my early childhood. Shadowy images which make the town feel sentimental and reminiscent. Spot lighting for possums, smokey mist filtering through the town from the warming camp fires, late nights, riding my pink tricycle and friends. Always lots of friends.

I love visiting again, in this lifetime, creating memories and images in my little boys mind. Those images you take away with you for a lifetime right? Snap shots and captions which create the layers of an individual.

I didn’t take many photographs. Perhaps it was about just treasuring the memories within, but here are a few randoms that captured elements of our time in Lorne.

Friendly locals. These birds find us wherever we go.

Overcast, but not complaining

Fabric pretties in that cafe

I love a happy car

Little Vick was most disheartened when we told him it was time to pack up the tent and go home. He actually grizzled. He loves that over sized cubby that he gets to sleep in. I suspect it won’t be our last camping adventure for the summer, and I’m a-OK about that :)

Wordless{ish} Wednesday: There’s A Baby In There!!

Yesterday we rolled up to our 20 week scan for Baby Vick, little person # 2.

I can confirm there is definitely something in there and my growing girth is not from my recent addiction to fizz and M & M’s (the proof of that can be found on my threatening double chin).

We took great joy in how much Baby Vick misbehaved and jiggled and wriggled and kicked at being woken up and forced to participate in something it could possibly not understand. There was a lot of tsking going on from the sonographer who clearly had their work cut out. She was a grumpy, unsociable sort of cow so I couldn’t be more pleased that we held her up a bit.

It’s news to me but apparently the placenta is at the front of my belly which I presume means it will work as a bit of a shock absorber for Baby Vick’s gymnastics. I know some woman get disappointed with this. Meh. I think I’ll get to sleep more peacefully a bit longer (perhaps) into the pregnancy instead. I can also report that we DIDN’T decide to find out the sex of the baby. We fell back on my trusty old motto used frequently when out shopping with girlfriends, if it’s a maybe it’s a no! So I am now prepared to be irritated at my own curiosity for the next 4 or so months. Kill me now.

Can you tell? What do you think this little spunk is? And perhaps you can give me an estimated due date too, since we’ve now been given 3!

I hope that larger head decides to thin out a bit. Currently it’s making my Vagina quiver.

It’s quite the little fatty compared to scan #1 which happened 10 weeks ago. Dazed looking shrimp no more.

We left the scan feeling completely high on baby love buzz. I could have mimicked Ginger Rogers and broken out into a song and dance in the street. I do love that high as a kite feeling. It could become addictive, if I didn’t know better ;)