A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.
Harry :: Beside the fountain in Hyde Park. The sun, his funny expression… I love everything about this shot.
Wyatt :: ‘Dumplings’. Except of course it’s a bun, but he’ll only eat it if we call it a dumpling… Despite adoring them.
Flynn :: ‘Smile’. Not quite….
Belly :: Coconut & Lime. I feel like I’ve posted this exact picture before. Well, we do eat a lot of ice-cream…
Last week, we went to the Night Noodle Markets in Hyde Park (part of Sydney’s Good Food month). Yum yum yum! If I was a childless woman working in the city, I would have gone every night. If I was a less pregnant mother with three kids, I would have gone along again and again. But I am not. I think I am officially done with doing anything and going anywhere with the babes ever and ever again. (Until the baby’s here). I am a limbless walrus. Trapped in muddy sand. With arthritis. Just put me to sleep for the next four weeks.
(Linking up with Jodi, from Practising Simplicity).