Charlie it's your Birthday, Happy Birthday Charlie!

Remember when Michael Jackson was on the Simpsons? And he sang Happy birthday to Lisa? I've had that version of Happy Birthday stuck in my head all week. It's official Charlie is one.

On Thursday I got prepared for Charlie's birthday, made cupcakes and a big cake for the cake smash and wrapped presents. While I was getting the big boys dry and dressed after their bath I lost Charlie....

 and this is how I found him. He managed to pull his PJ pants off then the cake off the table and had a little cake smash of his own. I forgot how clever and funny toddlers can be.

His birthday was on Friday so Jack was off to school but before he went I attempted to take a few photos, I'm still getting used to my camera and I know James is very blurry but I love Charlie and Michael's faces in this pic.

Charlie was very quiet and a bit off all day so Michael helped me get a smiling photo out of him. He was in stitches with Daddy blowing raspberries.

Having boys not girls I never got to buy a birthday dress but I did get Charlie a birthday t-shirt and I love it. The front has a cowboy holding balloons and in the balloons it says I'm 1. The back I had to do something fun with. I don't know where this phrase came from but it suits my big birthday boy that's for sure.

We had a really busy day, (getting five people out of ther house before 8.30am is not easy) School drop off and parade, a quick trip to the shops for balloons and more wrapping paper, unwrapping the gifts, smashing the cake, lunch, nap, school pick up, more cake and blowing out the candles, it just went on and on! I was feeling a bit off like Charlie all day and I know better than trying to bake or decorate when your not in the mood. If there is no love it will never work, and it didn't. The cake didn't work, the cupcakes didn't work, I know he doesn't care but I did. I'll make up for it next year. Hopefully.

This was Charlie's face all day. He didn't really want to play with his toys, he wasn't interested in the balloons or the cake smash. Poor kid I took 300+ photos and most of them look like this.

Thankfully Michael was around to pull faces. I will figure out how to take photos on my new camera so they aren't all blurry.

I had a little play with picnik this morning and I'm pretty happy with it. I hope when he's a big kid he's happy with it too.

This is my favorite photo from all day. Two hands full of cake, really what else can you ask for on your birthday?

Fathers Day...

Fathers day, attempt 1.

Can you tell its raining? No wonder the little boys wouldn't look at me! For fathers day all Michael wanted to do was go for a pub lunch and a quick look at our local dam water levels, I know how exciting is that? I sometimes feel like I'm married to a grandpa.

Fathers day, attempt 2.

I don't know where James got the cheesy grin from but he looks like he's about to break his teeth.

Fathers day, attempt 3

Love Jack's face, he has a camera smile usually but I like the natural face way more than the cheesy face, just need to teach James.

My big boy and my baby. No doubt where Charlie got his looks from!

Oh Brother..

This morning I was in a bad mood (I'm talking epic bad mood) so to cheer myself up I took the boys shirts off layed out a white blanket and took some pictures of my two little boys, instantly made me smile, didn't lift the bad mood but there was still hot water running out of my water heater all over the front lawn so I forgave myself.

I did the same thing with Jack and James when James was 4 months old so Jack had just turned 2, same blanket as well. Funny to see Charlie and James doing the same thing they look so similar but as Charlie gets older he doesn't look like James which is weird.

Jack and James

Baby James

James and Baby Charlie

My baby Charlie.

In just over a week my baby turns 1 and its exciting to see him develop and show us his big cheeky personality. I'm sad that its an era over. I will never again be so pregnant I can barely move, I will never again get brand new newborn cuddles. But I'm ok with it. Having three boisterous boys is wonderful and although I was devastated when I found out we were having ANOTHER boy, I'm so glad he's here and wouldn't change him for the world.

My Place & Yours

So this weeks theme of My Place & Yours is: Why do live where you do?

My answer is pretty simple

This is my hubby and this is what he does 12 hours a day, no he's not a model (I know that's what you were thinking) he fits, fixes and maintains ridiculously large tyres.

We are lucky enough to live in the coal capital of Australia. It's ok your allowed to be jealous I would be too if we didn't live here.

When Michael told me he had a REALLY good job offer back in QLD the first thing I did was googled it. Bad idea.

I saw two massive coal mines and a tiny brown town. I almost cried.

But after about 6 months of being here I decided I actually really liked it! There are a few locals that have been here forever but there are a whole lot more people that have come here for work and have no family or friends so you make new friends and they become like family, which is pretty special.

My clothes line yesterday, nothing quite like the smell or feel of reflective clothing.

We wont stay here forever, although Jack has a great school and some great friends and I don't want to drag him away, but we'd like to live closer to some family and maybe even somewhere that doesn't have shops designed especially for miners!

Busy Busy Busy

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I'm working on my entry of My Place and Yours. So instead of an actual post I leave you with this very cool picture.

Will be back later for a proper post.