The Baynhams

I received an interesting request recently:

Not only did you email me your feelings but you got me in the school car park too. I have photographic evidence.


I don't quite know who took the photo but it was on my camera when I downloaded some images at the weekend! Primary school paparazzi I am thinking!

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I saw these in the supermarket today and couldn't resist!


Do you need me to tell you which glass matches which member of the family...?

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Today we found the most AMAZING bargains! We were in a local sports shop and there were signs everywhere advertising "End of Financial Year" offers. I saw 2 roller blade boxes on a bargain table. They were marked down from $60 to $30. Now 50% reduction is good but it wouldn't get me excited enough to write a blog about would it? I need my bargains to be way better than that. There was another reduced sticker next to the $30 one. This one said $5! I called Sian over and felt like Prince Charming fitting the glass slipper on Cinderella. These will fit you Sian! Luckily they did. The other pair in the other box fitted Rhiannon. Gareth has just inherited Sian's old skates that she only recently grew out of so everyone was happy.

We jumped in the car and raced the sunset home. We did a brief pit stop on the driveway to grab helmets and elbow pads and then carried on to Rathmines park as the sun sank lower and lower in the sky. We promised the kids we would let them skate until it went dark. The sun sets so dramatically quickly in Australia. There is no real twilight it just seems like someone flicks a switch and everything goes dark.

They had 30 minutes of skating and throwing a rugby ball back and forth before we could hardly see our hands in front of our faces. We sprinted and skated back to the car as the mozzies descended on us.

P.S. How do you know that you are addicted to blogging...?

As you drive home your six year old says "I bet you are going to write a blog about this when you get home Mum. I think it should be called: Skating at sunset... "

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Tonight Rhiannon is doing a sleepover at Sophie's house. She wanted to make a treat to bring with her so she thought and thought about what Sophie would like?

Between herself and Gareth they came up with a plan: Cookies with dark and white chocolate chunks!

We searched Google for a basic cookie recipe that we could modify. This is what we came up with...

Recipe:

1 cup unsalted butter, room temperature
3/4 cup white sugar
3/4 cup light brown sugar
2 large eggs
1 1/2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract
2 1/4 cups plain flour
1 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon salt

This was our extra ingredient:

1 1/2 cups roughly chopped white and dark chocolate pieces

The butter and sugar were beaten with the electric whisk until light and creamy. The eggs were added one at a time and whisked a bit more, then the vanilla extract.

The flour, baking powder and salt were mixed in a separate bowl and then beaten in along with the chocolate chunks. A few chocolate chunks had to be eaten by the kids to see if they were of a good enough quality!

The sticky mixture that we were left with was rolled in balls and placed on a baking tray and put in the oven at 180 degrees for about 10-12 minutes until golden brown around the edges. While the cookies baked the kids offered to help with the cleaning up by licking the whisks!

The finished cookies had to be tested as soon as they came out of the oven. They were sticky and chewy and the chocolate chunks were warm and melted in our mouths, yum!

Rhiannon named them:

Sophie's Special Stupendous Surprise!

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There is nothing better than getting together with friends in the park on a sunny day. Add in a selection of bikes, balls, fishing nets and a couple of dogs and you know it's going to be fun.

Today was a teacher training day at the kids school. This meant that we got to start our weekend a day early. We met at Rathmines park and got out flasks of coffee and watched the kids run wild while we nattered. At lunchtime we got a big load of fish and chips from the local take away.

The kids caught a "toad fish" and put him in a bucket. Gareth was fascinated by him. Rhiannon and Sian cycled and scooted up and down the paths with their friends.

Gar has a new bike that is still a bit big for him. He needed me to run with him keeping it balanced.

I soon got fed up of this and suggested we swap!

We brought Di's new puppy Willow for a walk. Or did he bring us for one?!

As the sun started to dip in the sky we returned Mr Toad fish to the lake and packed the car boots with bikes and scooters and said goodbye. Teachers, feel free to go take as many training days as you fancy, just make sure they are on sunny Fridays!

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Once upon a time there was a lady who lived in a cottage in a far away land "Down Under"

The lady liked porridge. The lady's family liked porridge too. The lady had an alarm clock which liked to wake the lady at 6am so she could make porridge for her family who were still sleeping fast in their warm beds. The lady had to leave for work at 6.30am so she stood and stirred and she stirred and stood as the porridge bubbled and cooked.

The lady was cross and cranky. She wanted to look at her emails but the porridge needed stirring. What could she do? She wanted to be a lazy lady who could get out of bed and spoon a delicious bowl of cooked porridge into a bowl and sit down in front of her emails while she ate. She thought about kicking her snoring husband out of bed at 5.50am to cook the porridge but that didn't work. She thought about cooking it the night before but it was too thick and lumpy the next morning. What ever would she do?

The lady had heard rumours about a magical pot that could cook a meal slowly over many hours. What if she put her porridge oats, water and milk in this magic pot and it would cook her porridge overnight for her? The lady was very excited. For many days and many nights she talked and talked about the magic pot. Her snoring husband wanted to stuff his ears with cotton tufts to muffle out the sounds of lazy lady's nagging. But lazy lady was a determined lady. She searched the kingdom far and wide until she found the perfect magical pot. It was in a far away glen called Target. The wicked witch of Target normally wanted 87 pieces of gold for such a magic pot. On this fortuitous day the witch was having a 40% off all electrical products and so the lazy lady leapt for joy as she parted with only 47 pieces of gold. She returned to her cottage with a very smug look upon her face.

That night the lazy lady put 1 cup of porridge oats, 1 and 1/2 cups of water and 1 cup of milk in her magic pot. She read the magic recipe booklet that came with her magic pot. There was no instructions for cooking porridge and only two choices of heat to cook at: High or Low. Lazy Lady did not want to wake to raw uncooked porridge so she choose high and went to bed. 7 hours later Lazy lady got out of bed in her cozy cottage and crept through the house in bare feet. She opened the lid of her magic pot to smell burnt porridge. The lady flew into a terrible rage and stood with cold feet stirring and cursing and cursing and stirring until a new batch of porridge was cooked in her plain old saucepan. The snoring husband chuckled to himself in his warm bed as her heard Lazy Lady's ranting and raving.

That night Lazy Lady tried again but this time she choose low heat. She went to bed and slept, blissfully unaware that he magic cooking pot was once again burning her porridge oats to a cinder. Lazy Lady flew into an even more terrible rage when she realised that her magic cooking pot was full of foul burnt sludge and yet again she had to stand and stir and stir and stand on the cold kitchen floor with cold feet, cranky and cross and unable to check her emails.

Lazy Lady had a plan. It did not involve magical cooking pots. It did not involve snoring husband. Lazy Lady whispered in the ear of her Fairy Godmother who waved her magic wand and in a puff of smoke...

...Lazy Lady checked her emails and updated her facebook status on her brand new portable Asus EEE PC 1000HE Netbook from the comfort of her kitchen counter and lived...

I love Lake Macquarie. Everytime I look at the water I feel at peace. Opposite our house is called "Secret Bay" and is so beautiful any time of day or night but especially at sunset...

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I love perfume. It is one of those little luxuries that I never buy myself but love to get as a gift.

I smelt it the other day as we walked through a posh department store. I shut my eyes, inhaled deeply and for a moment I was deaf to the sounds of three kids at my feet. I was beautiful, I was pampered, I had flawless make up and manicured nails.

I exhaled and opened my eyes slowly to a puzzled looking Mr B.

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Two healthy flu-free girls, dressed in uniform waiting on the step

One temperature-gradually-improving boy wrapped in his dressing gown watching out for the school bus.

Hopefully by tomorrow he will be back in school with them.

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We still have a sick little boy in this house.

Temperatures today were still hitting 38.9 Degrees. Gareth spent the day sleeping, reading and wiggling his loose tooth. The wiggling worked!

One tooth

One handwriten note (on toilet paper!)

One worry... Can Fairies catch swine Flu?

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The unexpected arrival of baby twins in our house last week seems a lifetime ago!

The little balls of fluff the size of a hens eggs have grown and grown over the week and are now big enough for us to start handling. We know that the more we handle them the better pets they will make for future owners but it will make it harder and harder to let them go when they are old enough to be separated from their parents.

Tempting as it may seem to keep them all together I think if we did we would be over-run by babies as they become mature enough to get pregnant at the grand old age of 4 weeks!

Here are Sian and Rhiannon playing with them this weekend!

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To Mr B,
If a picture speaks a thousand words this is how I want to grow old!
Mrs B xo























P.S: Great Anniversary Card Mum and Dad! I hope you don't mind that I stole the picture on it for this blog post! We loved it.

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Today marks our 13th Wedding Anniversary.

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We often get accused of living a "perfect life" because the blog is full of happy stories and photos. Occasionally I like to bring the blog back down to earth with a bit of a reality post.

Today we have a sick boy in the house. He came home from school yesterday feeling hot and tired. Overnight he got hotter and when the thermometer read 38.9 degrees we decided we needed advice.

We got an appointment for him at the Emergency out of hours GP clinic. Within a few minutes of being in the consultation room the GP left and came back in wearing a mask. She had in her hands a big manual of advice from the department of health about the Swine Flu epidemic.

There were some phone calls about whether he should be given the TamiFlu anti viral medication. The Australian government has just gone from "Contain" to "Protect" mode. This meant that a week ago our family would have been placed in house quarantine. Today's advice was much less dramatic. He has all the symptoms of a "Flu-like illness" so he has to stay in our house and avoid contact with any vulnerable groups, sick, pregnant, immuno compromised etc. The rest of us are fine to carry on with normal life. We can go to work and the kids can go to school. People can come in and out of our house as long as they are not in the vulnerable category.

Gareth will be able to go out and about as soon as his temperature returns to normal. He won't be tested for Swine Flu as per the Governments updated protocol. He wont have to take the course of TamiFlu as he isn't in a vulnerable category. He just needs lots of children's paracetamol and ibuprofen and lots of drinks to keep him hydrated.

Despite this post sounding very dramatic Gareth wanted to share one last photo with you from when the paracetamol kicked in! Yes, he may look a bit under the weather but he is still in fun spirits!

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Sian's teacher Mr Jennings gave his class a project to do this week on Eco friendly living. They had to design and build a house that would have Eco aware structure and garden. Her house had a massive water tank to catch the rain that landed on its roof. It had whirlygigs to aerate and cool the house in summer, solar panel, shade areas and veggie and compost areas in the garden. I think it is fantastic what they study in school. Maybe someday this will be where Sian lives!

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This week Gareth had to do a presentation in front of his classmates about his favourite Australian animal. When we had established that Cheetahs and turtles were not truly indigenous to Australia he decided that he would do his presentation on the Saltwater Crocodile!

He sat down and read up on this delightful creature and wrote out all the info onto scrap paper. I later typed it in simple-to-read font onto little "Palm cards" as requested by his teacher. We printed out a picture we found on Google. He practised and practised his 2 minute speech in front of us this weekend and went into school excited and confident.

He came home from school waving a certificate for being a Star Speaker!

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It will be the baby guinea pigs one week birthday tomorrow and the kids will be allowed to touch them at last.


They will only be allowed to use one finger to stroke them down their back gently but the excitement is almost unbearable!

I had a chance to see them yesterday when I was topping up the food for the adults. They seem to have doubled in size.

We had problems with one of them the first night it was born. It was so small it managed to squeeze out thrugh the narrow bars of the hutch into the garden. We had to buy plastic mesh to place over the existing sides to make the hutch escape-proof. Hopefully the babies are now big enough that they can't squeeze through!

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Love is...

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It is cold and rainy today. The brief reprieve of sunshine at the weekend was just a tease. Winter is still well and truly here.

In the Sheeran family we have a tradition of "Miserable Mugs" They are various cups and mugs we have bought for each other on occasions like birthdays, Mothers Day etc. They are not meant to make you feel miserable but are to be used when you are miserable to cheer you up. The ones we have sent over to Ireland have had photos of the kids on or have been decorated by them at school.

I recently got my very own "Miserable Mug" from my sister Carrie. We actually managed (from opposite sides of the world) to buy each other the same mug from Marks and Spencer's. It is a beautiful white mug with red hearts on it. I am supposed to use it when I am grumpy and she supposed to too. I bought Byron his very own "Miserable Mug" with it's own cheery phrase!

Today was the perfect day to get them out and make a nice cheery cup of tea. As I sit here typing I am sipping from my lovely heart mug thinking of my Sister and trying to pretend that the rain is not running down the window pane and that the sky is turning blue...

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Love is...

...a note left by Rhiannon for me to find!

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Mr B was in for a surprise this weekend.

The Macquarie Roos normal coach was away and he was filling in for one of their three matches on Saturday.

He was afraid he would get a bit carried away with the adrenaline and excitement and would turn into a yelling, screaming madman and be would have to be forcibly removed from the pitch...

He needn't have worried. He was great and if anything was very calm with his advice to the kids on the field.

He seemed to find it funny having them all follow him around like the pied piper! "Can I have turn kicking the ball? Can I have a turn...? Can I have a turn...?"

He was very proud that the team won that game and naturally attributes all some of this to his amazing coaching skills!

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Sian has been an Altar server at St Josephs for two years now. She started at the same time as her friend Gemma. They both take it very seriously. They have the perfect facial expressions of reverence all through Mass and float effortlessly from spot to spot doing all their jobs in perfect synchronisation.

The excitement as they got dressed in their robes was HUGE! Most of the robes were really big and long and we struggled to find two that they wouldn't trip up in.

I went back to my seat and nervously waited for Mass to begin. Monica (Sophie and Gemma's Mum ) was sitting just behind me.

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Gareth had his class excursion today. I was really lucky to be asked along as a parent helper. The bus was already full of about 70 six and seven year old kids so I got to travel with two other mums in a car. From the look on the teachers faces as they fell out the door of the bus at the destination I think we had made the right choice!

We went to the Yamuloong Aboriginal center and went on a bush tucker trail! The people running the center were of Aboriginal descent. They asked us to acknowledge the ground we walked on as belonging to the Awabakal people and asked us to observe 1 minutes silence before the day began. I watched in amazement as the large group of excited kids closed their eyes and bowed their heads and stayed utterly silent until the Aboriginal guide clapped his hand to signal the end of the minute. He too seemed impressed and thanked them and said that they had never had a group of such young kids manage this feat before.

We set off down the zig-zag paths through the gum trees. We stopped at plants and trees along the way and were told about the medicinal and culinary purpose and use of each tree, its nectar, seeds, leaves. It was fascinating. We smelt Lemon Myrtle, Aniseed Myrtle, Tea tree. Our senses were bombarded with smells, tastes and sounds.

When we reached the bottom of the trail we found ourselves in a large grassy clearing. We were given Lemon Myrtle Damper, a traditional bread with the added twist of the seeds and oil of the Lemon Myrtle tree. It was so good. I made a really good job of tasting it over and over as each piece had different subtle variations and I wanted to show respect to the chef! Yum!

Next we listened to a softly spoken aboriginal man tell us old stories of the Dreamtime. His voice was barely a whisper and it was hard to catch everything but the kids went still and quiet and tuned into him and looked on in awe as he showed them spears, boomerangs and ancient ceremonial bowls.

Then we moved to a different part of the clearing where a more energetic and spirited guide (our guide from the earlier trail) taught us to dance like the Brolga bird! Us mums were asked to the front to demonstrate as we were supposedly more graceful than our guide but I think we danced more like waddling penguins than elegant Brolgas!

Our final workshop was with the only female guide. She showed the kids how to paint using dots of colour and symbols so each painting told a story. Gareth's painting is a turtle that is camouflaged and hiding against the yellow sand.

Finally it was time to pack up and walk back up the trail to return to the bus back to school. We once again had the peace and calm of the car journey back and were so grateful as the excitement and noise coming from the kids as they piled into the bus was unbelievable. Those poor teachers. It truly is a vocation! Their halo's must have been glowing bright as they put them on their bedposts tonight!

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I am sitting here in a state of shock. I am a Granny. Sort of...

Today I came home from work to some very unexpected news. Sian, Rhiannon, Gareth and Byron stood in the hallway with grins from ear to ear. Today two tiny babies were born in our house. Well actually our garden if you want to get technical about it.

Yes, Splodge the Guinea Pig that joined our family a couple of months ago gave birth to two little balls of fluff sometime today while the kids were in school. We didn't know that Splodge was pregnant. We thought we had two female Guinea Pigs. Maybe Splodge came to us already pregnant (trying to Google the Guinea Pigs gestational time to answer that one!) or that Jaffa is not a "she" as we thought but a "he" Or maybe Jaffa gave birth and the question of male V's female applies to Splodge...? I'm so confused.

We rang the local pet shop for advice. So far we have learned that we must stay away and leave the Guinea pigs in peace and quiet for a couple of days, just opening the cage to top up the food and water. We need to give the new Mum extra sources of vitamin C. We must not touch the babies for at least a week or our smell on them might make the mum abandon them.

I am itching to see them. Byron and the kids got a glimpse earlier before they knew to stay away. They said each baby is about the size of a hens egg and covered in white fur with brown and orange splodges. They have big pink ears and are sooooooo cute! I wish I could see them myself but they are hiding under the bedding. When I get close enough to take a photo I will post it here but for now you will just have to be patient and use your imagination!

In the meantime I will give you a sneak preview of Rhiannons class presentation she wrote for school tomorrow which is "News"...

(Click photo to see an enlarged version that is easier to read!)

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