Xanthe has always been a good sleeper – except at night, of course.
Xanthe falls asleep wherever she is when the tired overcomes her. I find this fascinating because Millar always needed help to go to sleep. I could go on but this is supposed to be wordless.
Linking up with Trish at My Little Drummer Boys for Wordless Wednesday
I used to live in a new suburb with no established trees, all new generic houses and flat nothing for miles. Then I lived in India, which is different again.
I now love my new surroundings in suburban-bordering-on-rural Melbourne. These photos were taken on a weekend walk.
Linking up with Aussie Wordless Wednesday with Trish today.
I know that when your very wakeful child actually sleeps right through the night you start to look for reasons why so that you can repeat the magic “she had spaghetti last night! That’s it! Spaghetti every night from now on!” but it’s not that simple and it just is what it is. Probably a fluke and unlikely to be repeated until the next flukey night.
I know that yesterday we visited the primary school that Millar will be attending next year and that his teachers laughed about the suggestion of holding him back due to scissor handling issues and laughing too long.
I know that I have the third sore throat since returning to Australia and I seem to be constantly sick and I am so over it. Not enough to return to India, but I do seem to be catching every bug Melbourne has on offer this winter.
I know that we are going on a bit of a road trip tomorrow and the weather better behave.
I know that today is the last day of winter. Good Riddance!
Linking up with Singular Insanity for Things I Know