Get a cup of tea, this one's long...

So, I'm continuing with the 'out of order' thing, and today's offerings are again subdivided into categories. I was going to put the 'babies being cute' category first, but I've realised that if I don't want to lose you all half way through, I'm going to have to make this more like a trip to IKEA - you have no choice but to tramp through a whole acre of stuff you don't want in order to get to the good bits. So, let's start with the category that I can only honestly call:

3) Photos that I took because it was nearly bedtime and I hadn't taken a photo yet


Can you put that clicky thing away so I can go to bed?
Yes, that's an electrical cable. Can I have my mother of the year award now, please? (It was unplugged. I think).

Bottle goes in here, please.
So close to bedtime that we are actually IN our pyjamas.

There is obviously significant overlap between this category and

2) Photos that aren't of babies (gasp), aka photos I took because it was after bedtime and I hadn't taken a photo yet

Weird clicky molecule toy. They LOVE it.



Dusting off the macro lens...
Wash day.

3)Babies actually doing things, including not being cute

I've got no idea what you're talking about, I didn't go anywhere NEAR the cat.

(And speaking of cats... )
This thing is so flexible that I really have no need for opposable thumbs.

Yeah. one of those days.

Mummy... I think you need to switch your flash to manual and start again with totally different exposure settings.
Still just CRAZY about being upside down.

He didn't even twitch. Seriously, this cat deserves some kind of award.


These next three belong together. Seems like the time of them spending a whole day in their birthday outfits is well and truly over...
so much more fun to just eat the stickers.

When they're all grown up, I'm hoping this will remind me that it wasn't ALL fun.

But now finally...

4) Babies being cute
Hurrah! You made it. The Swedish Food Court of photography. Not much to say about these. Basically, I think my point is that the babies are very good looking. The miracle of adoption, huh? Here they are:


Sometimes, I look at her (and him, but mostly her) and think that I can see exactly what she's going to look like when she's all grown up. And yes! She is eating grass. I draw the line at leaves, but I can't seem to do anything about the grass. It's like having another cat.

I can't help myself; I'm a sucker for a boy in a tiger suit. It's like having Calvin AND Hobbes, all at once!



Having posted this, it now strikes me that he looks like he's about to be abducted by a UFO.

Last time you saw the babies loving up to THEIR grandparents - this time it's two of mine who came to visit for the day. (And are currently touring through Eastern Europe - hope you're having fun, Gran and Grandad!) You saw pictures of my parents last week, so which parent do you think belongs to these two? If you are related to me, you get no points - that's cheating.

Our second-favourite cat... Mr Pusskins.




THE END! I'm all up to date! (Until tomorrow, I guess...)

Project 365: horribly out of order

The problem with a photo-a-day project (apart from the fact that you have to take a photo, like, every day) is that the longer you leave the downloading and posting, the more there is, and the longer it's going to take to do it, which means it becomes more difficult to do, which means it gets left even longer. Or at least, that's what seems to happen to me. If anybody else has done this, and has tips for how to stop it all piling up into a big teetering heap and then collapsing messily around you, please do tell. Because I'm all out of ideas.

But onward and upward! The last photos I posted went up to the beginning of April, which means I have a month and a bit of new ones to get through, which isn't going to happen all at once. So, I'm taking a break from the strict chronology and presenting a special themed edition. Parts 1 and 2 today - the rest at some point in that comfortingly faraway place called 'the future'.

Part 1: Loved up grandparents

My parents were here for a few weeks, and it seems that a lot of the pictures I got while they were here were of the babies staring, lovestruck, at their new favourite humans. There is a particularly high density of pictures of Mum and baby Isaias gazing into each other's eyes.

Or kissing.


I love this picture. These may be the two most differently shaped profiles in the whole world, and two very different skin colours, but they sure look like family to me.

Should I be jealous?
He's moved on to grabbing her necklace! Normally he grabs MY necklace!
Oh good, she's been distracted by the other baby.
Yeah, not for long.
I wonder would he fit in my suitcase?
(No. No he wouldn't).

I didn't get as many photos of this, but as I mentioned last time, baby Lulu had an equally huge crush on her grandpa. And who can blame her, when he tries this hard to entertain her? (and lets her lick his reading glasses?)

We're very sad they're gone, and we all miss them a lot. I haven't had the heart to tell the babies that they are now at home in Australia playing with their other grandchildren. I'm not sure I could deal with inflicting that much heartbreak.

Part 2: Cornwall

Pretty self-explanatory, really. We went to the beach! (More than one photo from some of these days - sadly the holiday was not THAT long).

It was fun.

Okay, after each wave comes another wave. I get it already, alright?
We ate some sand.
and contemplated infinity
and then ate some more sand


Best of all, it was sunny nearly every day
- so we only had to go to the art gallery once
which is fortunate, because it was some kind of an anti-tardis - much smaller on the inside than it looked from outside.
It's not really a holiday unless you have a self-timer shot, into the sun, with a wonky horizon, is it?

So that's that: coming soon, part 3: self-indulgent baby portraits!