#Photoadaymay 13| Mum

Today is Mother's Day and I've had a lovely, lovely day.  This year is the first time I think the Polynesian Princess has really, truly gotten what Mother's Day is.  She was so excited about it, she wanted to give me my Mother's Day card on Friday after school.  I barely had my eyes open this morning before she was dragging her bag of goodies in for me and unwrapping the presents for me.  Questions she fired at me: "do you like it??"  followed by "what is it?" made me laugh.

Me: Don't you know what it is darling?
Her: No
Me: Then why did you choose it?
~Shrug~

Some questions don't need an answer.

My favourite present is a necklace she made at school.  She's moulded it out of clay into the shape of a heart and she has written "Mum" on it.  I adore this.  I wore it to yum cha for lunch.

See?

I hope all the Mums out there had a lovely, relaxing Mother's Day.  And to anyone out there remembering and missing their Mum today, my heart is with you.

My heart is with you.

xxx

#Photoadaymay 12| Something that makes you happy

A morning walk always makes me happy.  I regularly walk at night with a friend of mine and I enjoy those walks too, but for me the morning is where the magic’s at.  I love being up and watching the sun just starting to peek over the houses.  I love walking past all the coffee shops and see the still sleepy-eyed staff carrying out all the chairs and tables, preparing for the day.  I love passing other people in the morning and giving them the ‘morning’ nod and smile.  No teeth, not too much smile – just a little twitch at the corners.  That’s my ‘morning’ smile.  Sometimes I’ll even mouth the word ‘morning’.  Weird, but that’s what I do.

By the time I return to the house, everyone’s awake and The Architect has got the kids’ mornings started with breakfast.  Then he makes me a coffee and heads off to work.

Like I said.  A morning walk always makes me happy.

#Photoadaymay 11| Kitchen

Whew!  This one was easier than yesterday's instalment.  Here 'tis!

I love our kitchen.  It's nothing fancy but it's ours and many family meals are shared here.  It didn't always look like this.  When we first arrived, the kitchen was orange, and had an electric can opener attached to the wall.  In the real estate photo there was a painting of Elvis on the wall.  True story.  I was kind of disappointed that they took it with them.

Our house is a constant work in progress for The Architect.  His first 'project' was our kitchen and to have a gander at what's been done so far, check out my blog here.

Kitchens are awesome aren't they?  They really are the heart and hub of the entire house.

xx

#Photoadaymay 10| A favourite word

I am a nerd.  The Architect calls me a nerd regularly.  A word nerd.

I love words and I used to collect them.  Back in the day when I had a filofax, I had a page that I had entitled “Favourite words”.  As I read or heard words that I liked, I’d look them up in the dictionary and then dutifully add them to the list.  Definition and all.  My list included words like dilettante, pusillanimous, reprobate, avaricious.  Love ‘em.  Love the way they sound.  I know….nerdy.

An old friend and I used to text each other words of the day and then we had to text back the word in a sentence.  Sigh.  I miss that friendship.  One day I sent her “matricide”.  Let’s just say it wasn’t a harmonious visit to Mum’s that day.

Anyway, one of my favourite words is this one:

The definition I used to rattle off the top of my head was “frugal to the point of stinginess”.  Love it.

Do you know any parsimonious people?

Photo a Day May - Day 9| Something you do everyday

This.  This is what I do everyday.  At least ten times a day or until he pushes me away.

I know there will come a time when I’m not as in love with Little Warrior as I am at the moment (nor him, me) and I want to make sure I revel in these moments.  Cherish them and remember them.

Everyone tells you they grow up so quickly, and as a new Mum I thought “yeah, whatever”, but seriously – never a truer word has been spoken.  All too soon Polynesian Princess was in school, and rolling her eyes at me after I’ve asked for a kiss good-bye.  She’s five for pity’s sake.  So I'm making the most of still having chubby cheeks in the house.

Mmmmmwahh!