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Family Holidays

My “wants” for a family holiday are so minimal these days. We don’t need to go far and we don’t need to stay in anything flash for the kids to have a good time (and let’s face it – if the kids have a good time, we have a good time). Access to natural areas in a relatively un-populated area is pretty much the specs we work to.

This realisation has been good for me and I think, even better for the kids. Scaling back on where we go and what we do has meant we see sunsets, we learn about soldier crabs as we search the riverbed for those cool little sandy minipuffs where the crabs are hiding. We can learn about tides – when they’re up and when they’re down. We can check out the magnitude of the surf as the sun goes down. We can chat to the local fishermen and peer into their buckets to see what they’ve caught. We’re never in a hurry to go anywhere, it’s slow paced and there’s a lot of “fresh-air exhaustion” – which generally means good night time sleep (crucial to a decent holiday).

Through this “scaling back” (not that our holidays have ever been glamorous – but my husband and I certainly didn’t go searching for soldier crabs when it was just him and I ;-)), I have discovered a re-appreciation for the simplest things, and ironically, I think my appreciation will rub off on our children and hopefully the appreciation cycle goes full circle into their adult years.

Snaps from our Northern NSW family holiday from a few weeks back. 🙂
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It happened. We blinked and he now goes to kindergarten.
I really wasn’t prepared for the freight train of feelings that hit me square in the heart as we drove away.
Overwhelming happiness for all the new things that he is about to learn and the friends he will make, but some fear and sadness for all those inevitable moments through childhood where he will get crushed and he has to learn how to work through the emotions without his mum or dad to guide him/hug him/tell him it’s ok.

He took in a bucket of ice to show all his soon to be friends and teachers. It really was the perfect ice-breaker.
Spread those wings and fly my baby.

002A7014a 002A7017a~ HUGO ~

At home.

Long and elaborate stories until the sun sets, and often beyond.
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Watson’s Bay, NSW

The kids woke up before the sun and everyone was sad.

So we went to the beach and watched the sun rise over the ocean and everything was amazing.

IMG_3681aIMG_3637aIMG_3659a IMG_3649a IMG_3733aIMG_3769a IMG_3760a IMG_3679a~ HUGO, AILA & DAD ~

Northern NSW

~ Carla Coulson ~

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A Post and a Toast to “Family Friends”…

It dawned on me 2 weekends ago, just how wonderful it is to have “Family Friends”. This is that special family who isn’t related to you, but who is always there throughout the small and big things that crop up, and it is ALWAYS that house you LOVE visiting as a kid. I grew up with such lovely “Family Friends” and it has definitely shaped who I am today. It must be that special feeling in knowing that someone who isn’t related to you, also genuinely loves and cares for you, always has an open door for you, gives you lovely big hugs and unrestricted access to sugary foodstuffs in the fridge.

Now as a parent, I’m noticing the positive impact that our “Family Friends – Next Generation” are having on our children. Hugo is old enough to understand who is and isn’t “family”, not just through physical differences, but also the realisation that there are different rules, different foods, a different language, different ways of dealing with issues and different culture, amongst other things.

What a massively positive experience it is for a child to engage with people that are so different to their everyday, yet still being acutely aware that these people also love and care for them. The security net reaches that little bit further and I would think these experiences build tolerance, understanding and resilience.

So *ahem* (ding ding ding)…To Family Friends ~ ’cause it takes a village.

And now for some small Spanish flamenco dancers hanging in trees and chasing ducks.

Different cultures, like I said.

IMG_0280bIMG_0311aIMG_0283b IMG_0307b IMG_0092aIMG_0025bIMG_0006b ~ CARMEN, MAIA & HUGO ~

Northern NSW

Hugo went on a 2 night trip away with his grandparents this weekend. It was a moment of pride in how he had no fear in leaving us behind, but also a moment of fear that he now has to, to a small degree, fend for himself in this big ol’ world without us always there to protect him.
He did good though! Had a ball actually! And the long cuddles on his return were absolute pure, precious, beautiful, blissful nourishment for my entire everything.

He’s now a boy though. It’s official – the baby is gone, but we’re embracing rather than lamenting, the next chapter in this little legend’s life.

IMG_0421a IMG_8773a~ HUGO ~

Brisbane, QLD

Aila started saying “mo-mo-mo” (more) today, which disappointed me to no end 😉

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at home


Has it really been a month since I posted anything up here? My poor babies have been cam-neglected, while I’ve been off photographing other peoples’ babies. Great to be busy, but wow, my online diary needs an update. Spam-alert!

We don’t have a bath in our current home, so I soak the kids in bubble tubs in the garden. They LOVE it. They love the shower inside too, but outside anything beats indoor everything, hands down, every time.9O0A9263a 9O0A9260a 9O0A9246a 9O0A9234a 9O0A9224a 9O0A9217a IMG_8638a IMG_8537a IMG_8525a IMG_8516a ~ HUGO & AILA ~

at home

~~ sand kissed / sun drenched ~~

IMG_8744a IMG_8747a IMG_8735a IMG_8717a IMG_8719a IMG_8621a IMG_8828a IMG_8861a~ HUGO & WILLOW ~

Sunshine Coast, QLD

Friday Night Dinner

I'll cook. Bring wine.

Leaf crossing Australia solo

Cairns to WA, one woman, one 1994 model van and a long open highway

these human animals

images of children in their natural habitats


images of children in their natural habitats