



Every time a song would finish, he would bellow (this kid is a foghorn) "MORE SINGING?"
By the end of the night, as I was putting him in his car seat, bub started frantically saying "Bye Santa, Bye Santa BYE SANTA..." I looked up and sure enough, there was Santa leaving the lake right across the road from us. He was so excited. Again, I had a little cry at the beautifulness of the moment. He had a smile that was infectious!



On New Years Eve we vegged at home under the air conditioner. It was TOO hot to breathe outside. So I chucked a cheap hair dye in and we ventured out to see the fireworks.

Yes Bradman is drinking a traditional raspberry drink. Call Mother of The Year Awards!

Around 11.45 (yes bub is still awake). ... we met up with friends in the main park in town.
Scott and bub ran through some sprinklers and then we walked to find a spot where we could all sit down and enjoy the fireworks. We got one of the best viewing spots in town I think. On the grass just below the set off point.

This is taken after their wrestling match. I think Scott took it the hardest.
We thought this would be a good idea. Wrong. From left, Ails, Ness, myself and bub.
My darling boys. (can't find my red eye reduction program).
From the second the fireworks started, my wee man covered his eyes and wouldn't watch. The moment they were finished he was saying "More? More?" Fickle boy.
I was pretty damn tired by the time the fireworks finished. Bub and Scott were ready to party though!

This is taken after their wrestling match. I think Scott took it the hardest.




So we made it home and had bub in bed asleep by 12.30am then we all slept in til 10.30am.
We've spent the past few days inside because of the weather. It so ridiculously hot. I've seen a few heavily pregnant women recently who have that look of "I'm going to die" as they slowly walk along and all I could think of was "I'm so glad I'm having a winter baby"
What did you get up to for New Years?
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