Wednesday, March 21, 2012

The Australian Reptile Park.

We had a great day out at the weekend with many of the other families who are hosting Japanese students. 
The highlight of the day had to be Elvis the massive salt water croc...*
We did a head count on the way home and accounted for everyone! 
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* No Japanese students were harmed in the making of this blog entry 

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Gareth the Convict.

This is my little Gareth as he prepared to head into school today...
Don't feel sorry for him. He was dressing up as a convict for a school theme day. 
He had the sad mournful look down pat until I distracted him and he broke character...
And then looked away and regained his composure once more...
Bring on the Oscar!

Monday, March 19, 2012

Happy St Joseph's Day!

My Grandfather Joe and Grandmother Josephine are in my thoughts today, as are my Dad Joe and my brother Joe. Not forgetting my little nephew Cian Joseph too!
Joseph is a very special name in my family as you may have guessed. 
The kids are coincidentally at St Joseph's school here and so today they celebrated their feast day with Mass, a concert and a sausage sizzle.
So to all the Joe's out there, Hello, don't forget that today you are top banana!
And now I shall go and ring my Dad to tell him to make the most of his special day!

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Shopping!

The International language of shopping helped us through our first day together!

Happy St Patrick's Day - Japanese style!

Friday, March 16, 2012

Japanese Visitors.

Today we welcome two beautiful girls into our home.
Madoka and Nanae
The next few days are going to be fun.
Tonight has been gift giving, origami making, translating and giggling.
Memories of Akari and Manami  this time two years ago.
New friendships in the making!

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Getting ready for March 17th...

The Annual Shamrock Cookie Bakathon has begun. 195 cookies and counting...!

Roll on St Patricks day!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Shadows

The sun is slipping lower in the sky.
The temperatures are dropping and the colours are softening
Summer ebbs away and Autumn creeps in. 
I'm not ready to put away the sunscreen yet...

Friday, March 09, 2012

Happy 14th Birthday Sian

Happy Birthday Dear Sian.
14 years ago I went to bed with a stomach stretched huge and tight. 
I woke in the early hours of the morning and dashed to the bathroom, my waters broke and we were off to the hospital. 
The excitement was huge. 
No mobile to text Grandparents. 
No Facebook to update friends. 
No blog to post pictures on. 
Just your Dad and I , happy newly-weds about to change overnight into parents without a manual. 
The last 14 years have taught us many things. 
Not everything can be learned from a book. 
More fun can be got from an empty cereal box than an expensive toy.
Home-made gifts are worth more than all the tea in China.
and finally... 
14 years of love and boundaries, hugs and trust can produce a wonderful girl. 
A girl who knows her own mind. 
Who is individual and cannot be moulded. 
A girl who shares our characteristics and added her own too. 
A girl who we are immensely proud to call our own. 
Sian Molly Baynham. 
You are loved with all our hearts.
xo



Thursday, March 08, 2012

Growing up.

I like that my eldest daughter is growing up. Not everything is a bed of roses but yesterday there was a distinct advantage to her being in High School.

Food Tech.

Yesterday she learnt how to make Spaghetti Carbonara and then part of the homework was to make it and serve it to your entire family!

Today I thanked the Lord for Food Tech teachers!

Tuesday, March 06, 2012

The Rock.

I have removed my poem The Rock from this blog for personal reasons.
If anyone would like a copy of it I am very happy to email it to them.
My contact details are in my profile,
Gina xo 

Monday, March 05, 2012

Balanced diet.

As a mum you try to strike a balance between healthy food and treats. Not always an easy balance but we try. This week I brought home a big bag of seedless grapes from the shops. They are in season, cheap and so sweet and delicious. The kids are happy to munch their way through a bunch in the blink of an eye and I have to hold back on enough to go in their fruit break lunch boxes for the following day.

As a dad you are allowed to break all the rules and cause chaos in the kitchen. At least that's what Mr B thinks. He saw a bunch of grapes sitting on the kitchen table as not just a healthy snack but as a means for getting as much chocolate hazelnut spread into your mouth as possible in as short a period of time. He introduced the concept to the kids and within milliseconds there was a sorry looking bunch of stalks and an empty tub of chocolate spread.

Thanks Mr B. 
Thanks a bunch...

Thursday, March 01, 2012

Happy St David's Day 2012

Dydd Gwŷl Dewi Sant hapus ! 

Monday, February 27, 2012

The Christening.

The Christening was lovely. Baby Cara lay still and quiet and didn't murmur as the Holy Water was poured over her head. The Christening gown looked beautiful on her. I missed my parents and my sister. I used my phone to take little video clips and even though I was in church and probably should have behaved better I subtly emailed them to Ireland as the ceremony proceeded. They emailed back to say they were in tears, send more.

Afterwards we went back to my brothers house and the kids ran and played. The food was divine and the table was filled with touches of pink. You could tell Cara was a breath of feminine fresh air after two boisterous brothers!
Another family occasion committed to memory. Photos to remind us of the fun.
...and a little touch of sadness for those that weren't there.

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Go mbeirimid beo ag an am seo arís

There is a Christening gown that has been used in my family for generations. My father was baptised in it along with his older brother and sister in the 1930's and 40's. Then in the 1970's and 80's myself, my brother and my sister used it. In 1998 Sian was baptised, Rhiannon in 2000 and Gareth in 2003.  I believe that my father and his siblings were the first generation to use it although I might be wrong. Whatever the outcome this gown is somewhere in the region of 80 years old and has become a precious part of our family history.

It is made of two layers. A simple cream satin under-dress and an over-layer of thin delicate netting.



As each of my children were getting ready to wear this gown my Dad helped me to dress them and recounted the story of the gown and those who had worn it. My favourite picture I have of the gown was taken in 2000 and is of Dad trying to close the tiny buttons at the back of the gown as my gorgeous Rhiannon was laughing and moving and not helping one little bit.

This weekend the gown will be used once again to baptise my brothers third baby. This will be the first of the 6 grandchildren that my father will not be there to help with the gown as he is not well enough to travel from Ireland at this time. We will all miss him. Especially Rhiannon who has long grown out of the gown but not of her cheeky smile...

Go mbeirimid beo ag an am seo arís Dad. xoxoxo