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I could start this post all oohing and aahhhing over how wonderful Mothers Day is, and how appreciative we all are of our children, and how much we love them and what-not.  I could start with that, but I won’t.

Not today.

I could even whinge and whine about how less than stellar the day actually was, but then I’d be doing exactly what made the day so UGH yesterday. So, instead I will concentrate on looking forward to the time when I will have a relaxing Mothers Day – one where I will get some time to myself to do something special for me, and some peaceful non-cranky time with my family, and a family meal lovingly prepared by said non-cranky family.  In eleventy-billion years from now.  It WILL happen.

So – here’s some of our day in photographs… (take special note of the jellyfish Mackenzie made for me. You will also note that Madison doesn’t feature much – you may draw your own conclusions….!)

Today is a new day (which I might add, also started off less than spectacularly) – so let’s focus on this afternoon is a new afternoon.

Day by day.

Oh – and you know what – I LOVE these girls more than I can imagine, and appreciate every little bit of them.  It’s just that sometimes……. (any mother can fill in the blank here!).

xo

Dear Mum,

WOW – 67 huh.

I truly wish you were still here to celebrate with us.  Chocolate cake, ice-cream, birthday cuddles with your girls. *sigh*

It’s been just about three years since you were diagnosed with crappy cancer, and still I get cross when I think about it.  I guess  there’s not much use dwelling on it, but a little more time together would have been lovely.

A little more time for you to learn to love your girls.  

A little more time for them to love you and play, and giggle and eat special chocolate ice-cream.

A little more time for you and I to learn love each other, without all the crankiness.

A little more time for me to have a mummy, and for our girls to have a Mama.

A little more time for Wilbur to have a mother-in-law (although maybe he is OK with it!)

A little more time for you to enjoy your life, being the best that you can be, and loving your job.

A little more time for you to have enjoy your happier ending.

A little more time just to be together.

I know that things were not always rosy with us, but I think we may have been on the way to enjoying each other a little more (except for the times when, well, when it was crap).  

Our girls are a fabulous.  Madison, Mackenzie and Murphy all remember you and speak of you.  Milla – well – a little more time would have been nice. They are all growing into beautiful happy children, who have a boundless capacity to love and cherish. 

Soon we will build our house, and you will have a place in it’s heart forever – thank-you.

You know, sometimes ages go by, without me giving you a thought, and then sometimes BAM – I want my mum.  It just hits me.  You know – when only a ‘done by mum head tickle’ can do the trick.  Or just a cuddle.  Especially a cuddle.  The ones without words. 

A little more time for those.

Just a little more time.

A million kisses and wordless hugs and tears,

Love Kylie xo

…. and no eggs, milk, butter or flour……

Disclaimer…. please turn away my paleo, healthy gorgeous friends – read no further……

Ugh.  Keeping the school lunch-box full and exciting is a chore.  I generally pack a boring lunch – healthy and boring except for one treat – usually some kind of home-baked good.  I like to bake, the girls like to eat – so it’s a win-win.  

Until it gets to 7:30pm and I remember that they ate the last of the cake today, there is an excursion tomorrow, and I am butter-less and milk-less, and quite frankly – can’t be bothered.  Surely I am  not the only one!

In comes the old-faithful – flat chocolate ball slice.  Works a treat – as long as you have marie biscuits (or some sort of plain sweet biscuity thing), condensed milk, cocoa and coconut.  These are the ingredients that I buy and stuff to the back of the cupboard for this exact occasion. Now that I have used them, I need to remember to add them to my next shopping list for the next time I run out of eggs, milk, butter………..

The recipe is so easy that it is a crime to call it a recipe!  Here goes:

CHOCOLATE BALL SLICE

• 1 x packet of plain sweet biscuits
• 1 x tin condensed milk
• around 1-2 tablespoons cocoa
• enough coconut to keep the mixture from being super sticky

1. crush the biscuits – I use Frank (my thermomix), so he is super quick
2. add the other ‘stuff’
3. mix
4. spread in a slice tin (as evenly as you can)(at this point you may or may not eat vast quantities of the mixture.  Just saying’)
5. throw it in the fridge
6. slice when it’s all stuck together!

Hey!  Check out that for a recipe and method.  I am pretty sure my old Home Economics teacher just turned in her grave.  Eat your spunky heart out Jamie Oliver!

UMMM – there WAS going to be a before and after, but it may have been eaten at a rapid rate.

So now – less than 24 hours after I made the slice, there’s yet again nothing left, and STILL nothing in the pantry…..

*sigh*

Umm – because I can’t blog without a photograph………

Sometime ago, I started Weekly Wilbur-isms. For a couple of weeks, Wilbur was giving me enough fodder to be worthy of it’s own post. Lately he hasn’t been coming to the party. SO – I have recruited my children for this week, in an effort to re-activate the -isms of our house.

There’s been a couple…..

Murphy:

Murphy has made a friend at school. They are in their first term of Prep, so there are lots of friendships to be made and names to learn.
Murphy in the first week of term…… “I have a new best friend”. Fabulous Murph – what is her name? Murphy – “Umm………….” with head cocked to one side, one eyebrow up and finger to her mouth in classic thinking pose.
Fast forward to week six (now)……”I am not going to live with you anymore Mummy, I will live at my friends house, and eat her food and play with her”. Oh – Ok – which friend Murphy – what is her name? Murphy – “Ummmmm………”! Eventually she gets the name, and to her credit – it IS a tricky one!

Milla:

Everytime Milla opens her mouth it’s a weekly Wilbur-ism. I just can’t record them all. You will just have to hang out with us to hear/see them all.

Madison:

Last week, Madison was finishing off her school project on the topic of OIL RIGS. In it, she interviewed Daddy, and I slogged away and made a little film, using the footage Daddy sent her, PLUS her interview. (before anyone complains about me doing her homework – no – not at all, she was next to me the whole time, learning how to use iMovie and ‘helping’). She decided to dress up in Wilburs work overalls to ‘jazz things up a bit’. Here’s where the Wilbur-ism comes in…..

“Mummy, do you want me to get Milla dressed while you get down Daddy’s trousers?”

Ummm – WHAT?

I am pretty sure I heard Daddy say “yes please”, even though he was 6000Km’s away from us at the time. Me, on the other hand, I held it together – otherwise I would need to explain to FOUR little girls why I was writhing in mirth on the floor because someone asked me to ‘get down Daddy’s trousers’!

*smile*

Maybe you would like to check out Madisons FILUM…..

 

oil rigs from Kylie Clark on Vimeo.