Our son recently had a blood test to see where his allergies were at, the good news was that lentils have made a significant decrease, but the elusive and more valued dairy, egg and nuts have continued to be stubborn and have gotten, slightly worse. To say I was disappointed was an understatement. I remember asking our specialist […]
Magnet takes her first bath – the wheelbarrow was my son’s idea – ingenious!
After many requests from our son for a dog, we finally got one! What a dog she is, an absolute delight!
We have nicked named her ‘Magnet’, because wherever we go, she draws a crowd, people stop her for a pat, she is taken off for photographs with children and families, little children line up to take her for a short walks, talk about celebrity!
Many a child and parent are heard to fondly yell out “there’s Schnitzel Von Krumm” – meaningless to you unless you have read the much-loved, Lynley Dodd‘s ”Hairy Maclary” series of books; ‘Schnitzel Von Krumm’ is a feisty and endearing character, immortalised in many of Lynley Dodd’s children’s books.
We were a bit nervous getting a dog given the allergies and asthma our son has, and the notion of having a dog, seemed to be a stretch and perhaps a recipe for disappointment. We talked to our son’s Allergy Specialist who suggested we take the dog on a trial basis, to see how he goes allergy/asthma wise. In short our strategy was to tell our son that we were just looking after the dog whilst the owner was on holiday – brilliant idea! If it didn’t work out our son would be none the wiser and he wouldn’t be devastated to give the dog back.
I started researching a low shed, low allergy dog, I was quite keen on a ‘oodle crossbreed that is one of the Labradoodle, Spoodle, Cockerspoodle doggy types; these breeds have a curly coat (low shed) which is good for allergy/asthma sufferers. My husband was aghast! He wanted a big dog, a Labrador! Well that wasn’t going to work because of the amount of shed that happens with their coat, so we compromised with a Dachshund.
A bit of research later (many conflicting reports) and I discovered that short-haired Dachshunds are also low shed and some allergy/asthma sufferers found they had no problems with this breed. We found an awesome breeder who understood our situation and was happy to take the dog back, if for any reason she didn’t work out. I am happy to say eight weeks later, all is well and we are keeping Magnet!
My son adores her, he wishes she could swim and fetch – but we can slowly teach her that. Magnet is an older dog having had three litters, she has come to our home as part of her retirement plan : )
She likes nothing better than be next you, she loves going for walks – but not too far with those little legs! She loves chasing the swans (who are so much bigger than her), ducks and seagulls at the river, and yes she has small dog syndrome – she barks at the big dogs!
Most of the photographs shown have been taken by my son – who clearly is documenting almost every day of her time with us.
We hope that we will enjoy Magnet for many more years, and watch her grow up with our son, fingers crossed it will all work out, allergy and asthma wise.
Wish us luck!
One more week of school holidays and my son goes back to school, he is very excited. I am really pleased he loves school, given his life threatening allergies he handles himself really well, and at 5 1/2 he knows not to eat food that is not prepared by me. My son’s awareness about food […]
Last year, I remember it being around August, I set myself the challenge of producing a photography book of our son’s life – around 5 years of images, it was going to be a special gift for my husband, a Father’s Day present. Of course when I embarked on this challenge I had no idea that it would take sooo much time, I don’t know if you are the same, but we take a great deal of pictures, store them to computer and never print them. So you can imagine covering a time span of birth to 5 years, it is a long time, two laptops, three hard disk storage bricks, it’s huge!
The process of going through thousands of photographs, was joyful, many tears of gratitude, it made laugh at moments forgotten, I smiled when I remember how fragile my son was when he was born, and now he is this robust, confident and happy child.
As I looked at the start of this year, I reflected on the year that had been, there was no greater reminder than my son’s life, the gratitude I have for this person, this unique being on the amazing planet, this creation – his is indeed, a miracle.
So I start this year feeling very grateful for the joy of having this little boy and sharing it with this awesome person, my husband. I would also like to thank a friend of ours – Mark, who gently asserted that he should take some photographs of our son at the tender age of 9 weeks and then at the age of three. Mark did this for free, his work was professional, beautiful and now such a special memory of how tender, precious and fragile our son was, and he now stands before us a confident, 123cm, 24 kilo 5-1/2-year old; where did the time go?
So thank you Mark for this gift you have given us, we really didn’t want to do it, but now we fully appreciate what you did and we are forever grateful.
And if you are wondering how you can convert your digital photographs into a publication, there are so many company’s that offer this online, I chose blurb.com. The pages for our book weighs in at 224 pages – it will print out like a coffee table book, no photographs falling out or fading, just an enduring publication of our son’s start to life.
I have now set myself the challenge of doing a book a year – because there are just too many photographs to go through if you only do it every five years; too many red eyes to fix!
As I head into 2013, I don’t have any New Years Resolutions, just a feeling of gratitude, appreciation for the life I have and I would like to say thank you God, for all the blessings in my life.
Yes I know, you are looking at these home-made golden coins, and you might be thinking – why not buy them – why go to the hassle? Well, one outrageous, life threatening allergy to dairy, and a 5-year-old boy who wanted gold pirate coins ~ need I say more. The gold chocolate coins you buy in the store are typically made with dairy, so a no go for us.
So for ‘Talk like a Pirate Day’ all I could do was make some chocolate buttons; not enough notice…only found out three day’s before that the Teachers were handing out gold chocolate (dairy) coins to all the pre-primary children. However, since then I have been on a quest and have found a golden chocolate maker at a local store for $11!
You need to add your own chocolate
The box comes with only four chocolate moulds
Chocolate coin making station
Pressing out the foil, ready to stamp onto the coins
The making of this Pirate Treasure is tricky, like following a treasure map! And the embossing of the pattern, near on impossible, you must have the chocolate at the right temperature, but all of this is not important, because my little boy loves that the chocolate is in golden foil, chocolate coins are now in the realm of magic and wonder!
What is it about packaging that makes the ordinary – extraordinary? His feedback “delicious – can I take the golden coins to share with my class?” Love his generosity.
For the record, there are four chocolate molds in the box, and we made a huge total of 8 coins! Ha! My son and my husband had one a piece – hence only 6 for the photograph!
When I was little, my Dad used to take my sister and I to the Perth Royal Show. Fast forward several years and my husband and I were delighted to take our 5-year-old to the Royal Show, a first time for him.
What I love about the ‘Show’ it is wonderful blend of country and city: agricultural events, mining equipment, old farming machinery, fast rides (very scary), performers, best in show events – from cakes, quilts, dogs to livestock, tourism showcases of towns and produce from Western Australia, fast food, games alley, equestrian events, show judging of animals, chair lifts, show games, and of course the much treasured show bag!
It was refreshing to see some great free activities for the kids, and we had a great time at the ‘Scouts’ enclosure, where they had a ‘boot camp’ bouncy castle and some fun games, including a popular air-pressured, rocket launcher.
My son played the clown game for the first time and managed to win an Elmo! He was thrilled, and I was so surprised! It was good to see somethings never change, like the carnival atmosphere around the ‘House of Horrors’ and the ‘Ghost Train’ which was well away from the children’s section, but had to be traversed to get to the chair lifts, it was spooky, noisy and fun!
Entry for children under 13 is free, show bags can set you back $12-24, rides and show games around $6-8. Our little guy lasted 2 hours, we were grateful to get home!
view from the chair lift
spider man show bag – much treasured!
If you asked my younger self, 7 seven years ago, “are you going to be a soccer mom?”
I would have answered “what are you talking about?”
Here I am, 7 years later, with a 5-year-old son, a proud soccer mom, and also official team photographer (grin).
I never knew I had such motivation, interest or perseverance, but I guess that comes hand-in-hand with being a parent.
When I had my son, he opened up this whole new world and I have to say it has been lots of fun, my younger self wouldn’t have understood, I didn’t know then, the joy of cheering for your child, and see him delight in getting his first kick and then his first team trophy (all the players got one each).
Maybe one day he might play for Perth Glory or he might be a future Olympian (member of the Australian ’Socceroos’ Team), I don’t really mind as long as he is having fun and I get to cheer him on the sidelines!
One of my (5-year-old) son’s favourite books is “Harry and The Dinosaurs”, so when we found out there was going to be a Dinosaur Exhibition at the local Science Museum we were keen to take a look.
The idea was exciting, but when we got there the scale of the Dinosaurs and the sound track (think ravenous hungry sounds), was enough to have my son race out the door and not look back. After some reassurance, “the dino’s are not real, they are just big toys, with batteries that make them move,” etc, etc, he did go back in for a short while. The exhibition was a bit too big and scary for my son, so we spent time in the other part of the Museum and he loved that.
A few days later I could tell that the Exhibition was still playing on my son’s mind, my husband mentioned that he had a bad night’s sleep, my son asked “did you have a bad dream about the Dinosaurs Daddy?”
My son loves anything to do with Fire Trucks, he often says “when I am big, I will be a firefighter, just like Fireman Sam (kid’s animation).”
When we discovered there was a Fire Station Museum in our own city, we decided to take him for a visit, he was a bit disappointed that there weren’t any new fire trucks only the ‘old ones’. I thought it was a neat little space, it also had information on the State Emergency Services and interpretive information on natural disasters and fire prevention. Needless to say that the visit was only 10 minutes, but it was kind of nice to find something ‘new’ in the City I have been in since I was a kid.
My son later told me that he would now like to be a Policeman, because they chase the ‘baddies’ and lock them away!
Time will tell what he wants to do, I just hope he finds something he is passionate about, last week he wanted to be a mechanic, now that would save me a great deal of money!