Tuesday, March 27, 2012

I don't blog here anymore

If you want to keep up with me please go over and check out Free Range In Suburbia

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See you over there!

Monday, March 26, 2012


Back in October in 2008 this blog was born. I was 14 weeks pregnant  and I had a 1 and a 3 year old. We had just moved back to Melbourne and were finding our feet.

We've all grown so much since then, we've outgrown this house and the girls are 3, 4 and 7.

I also feel like I've outgrown this blog.

The whole premise of "Yay For Home!" is all the "home" labels that I identified so strongly with at the beginning, but I seem to be moving away...

I never use the term homeschool because what we do is so far from school-at-home.

My last baby was born three years ago and, while I will always be passionate about homebirth as a legitimate choice for women, I'm not sure I have anything else to say about it.

My passion for real food goes into where it's bought and how it's grown, not simply if it's cooked at home.

And while I don't have any paid work I dislike the term stay-at-home Mother. Anyone who cares for kids full time knows that home is not the place that you spend the bulk of your time.

So when the very awesome Kate started designing my blog over at my very own wordpress site I wanted to go for a new name as well as a new feel.

I've moved across my best, favorite and most visited posts to the new blog but have not shifted Yay For Home in it's entirety. Tomorrow the site goes live and I'll let you know where I am. I won't be posting here anymore, I'm a bit sad but it feels like growing up and moving into my own place.

The new site is about unschooling, real food, growing an edible backyard, loving your body, traveling with kids, connected parenting with playing and creating ideas. As well as the occasional overshare.

I hope you come with me....

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Treading water

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This time in 2 weeks we will have started moving into the new house. We will have the keys and most of our stuff will be boxed up.

But today it feels like I'm looking at the beach from the ocean and wondering how the fuck I'm going to swim to shore. Mostly I'm treading water but sometimes I'm getting dunked under and I'm feeling tired.

It's not just the move. It's coming down from being away from home a couple of times and trying to unpack before repacking again. It's seeing Harper decompress from being out of her comfort zone and feeling apprehensive about how a whole new house will be for her. It's new activities and busy afternoons that I need to adjust to.

It's also feeling a little claustrophobic at the thought of this perhaps being a house we live in forever. The itchy feet part of me finds that a little scary when I know I should be feeling grateful.

It's leaving the house that Harper was born in. As I sit and type not a metre away from the spot where I bought her out of my body and into my arms.

Something about packing up this house feels like growing up. Maybe it's because my baby will turn 3 (THREE!!) as I'm packing and my biggest girl will turn 7 (SEVEN!!) as I'm unpacking in the new place. Maybe it's because I'm putting on my big girl panties and doing what needs to be done. Not half assing it or delegating that hard stuff.

Maybe it's just because 4 years is a long time and when I moved into this house Tannah was only a bit older than Harper is now and Willow was just a baby.

All I know is looking at all the stuff (good lord how did we accumulate so much stuff?) that needs packing makes me a bit sad that some of it is outgrown and proud that it's ours. And a little overwhelmed at the logistics of getting it from one place to another with 3 kids who need me too.

But I'm treading water and it's OK because I'm a good swimmer and I do like to swim. Maybe I need to spend some time floating on my back and looking at the sky......

Monday, March 19, 2012

7 tips for staying in a caravan park with kids.

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I'm just back from our annual trip to Warrnambool. The girls and I enjoyed 4 days and 3 nights spending time with other school free families at a caravan park. This year we stayed in a cabin as Luke needed to stay at home for work. Here are some tips for enjoying your time in a caravan park.

-if your children are old enough to be without constant supervision set clear boundaries. I made a point of showing my big 2 on the first day where they were able to go without me and let them know where was not OK and what they would have to check in with me for.

-Make a couple of meals before you leave home. Cook up a batch of spaghetti bolg or soup and have it ready to go at dinner time when tired, hungry kiddos need to eat. If you are staying in a tent freeze the ones you don't want on the first day and they can defrost in the esky.
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-take a few toys and some drawing stuff. You never know what the weather might do or if kids might like an hour of time out.

-always pack 2 extra pairs of undies per per person than you think you will need. This goes without saying.

-always err on the side of caution when it comes to children being warm at night. Cold kids don't sleep well and it really is unpleasant to be freezing in bed. Take an extra blanket or a tracksuit to sleep in if you think you might need it.

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-the best way to keep all of the sand/debris/bugs out of everyone's bed is to sweep the floor often and keep the shoes outside. And in my case, keep the kids out of my bed in the daytime!

-accept that while these kinds of holidays may be awesome, they might not be relaxing for the parents with younger children. There is a lot of supervising littlies around cars and playing on parks and paddling at the beach as well as feeding, clothing, sunscreening and general business. It's a great holiday and I adore this type of time away but I'm not sitting around reading a novel...yet.

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So instead of forking out big bucks for a fancy resort a plane ride away why not consider ducking off for the weekend to a caravan park a couple of hours away and staying in a cabin if you don't have the camping gear. Be sure to pack the scooters or bikes and the towels-kids will swim no matter the temperature.

I'm already planning our next trip.....

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Sunday Selections-Harper and the mud pit

I'm joining in with Frogpondsrock for Sunday Selections today (who is doing World's Greatest Shave and you should totally sponsor) with some photos I just had to share.

Harper got such joy out of playing in a little area of mud the other day.

Such concentration and wonder!



A little muddy bouncing

Shower time

Go check out the other awesome photos over at the linky.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

What visiting my hometown is all about

So we're back from holidays! Almost 3 weeks of staying with my parents on the Gold Coast. I grew up there and still have many friends and lots of family to catch up with. It's busy, fun times and it means a lot for me to go back. I always shed a tear as I walk across the tarmac to board my Melbourne bound flight but Melbourne is now home-and I always feel like I am "coming home" when the wheels hit the ground at Tullamarine airport.

But I will always be a "Goldie Girl" at heart. This holiday for me was about


Getting the cousins together. It was the first time that I met my niece which was very special and I just loved seeing all six of my parent's grandkids playing together.


Getting outside! We took full advantage of the predictable warmth and got out and about whenever we could.


We tried out a new outdoor water play park at the Broadwater Parklands called "The Rockpools" That I cannot recommend enough. Lots of water doing lots of fun things, suitable for young kids with any or no swimming ability and close to a clean toilet and yummy cafe. And it's FREE.


The girls spending time with and being loved on by their grandparents. They have such a great relationship despite the distance and my Mum lets them give her "makeovers" and my Dad takes them swimming at the beach and watches endless hours of Dora the explorer.


Showing my kiddos fun things I did as a child. Like taking them to the Queensland museum and taking the exact photo that my parents have of my brother and I.


Doing Seaworld. It's become a holiday ritual.


Reliving the old "family bed" days. I'm not ashamed to admit that I love having us all in together.

It was such an ace holiday despite a bit of illness and me having the WORST hangover in my life. I so enjoy catching up with family and friends and being cooked for by my Mum and looked after by my Dad. It's so lovely to kick back in my old 'hood.

But it's also nice to come home

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Cinema love

I went to the movies last week and saw "Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close"

It was an amazing, moving and thoroughly captivating film that I cannot say enough good things about. I have read a lot of bad press about this film despite it's Oscar nomination. It made me feel something. I cried. I think I may have actually made an audible sob at one point. And I could have watched it for another hour.

Last night I watched the Academy Awards and Mum and I started talking about our favorite films.

I love cinema. I love that there are a million genres to please a million people. I love that movies divide people and spark discussion. And I like to know what movies other people love.

My favorite movies are Pulp Fiction, The Eternal Sunshine Of The Spotless Mind, The Silence Of The Lambs, Se7en, The Breakfast Club and probably Happy Gilmore. But it's hard to pick favorites. What of The Harry Potter movies? Philadelphia? Flying High? The Shining? American History X? Fight Club? One Flew Over The Cuckoos nest? Bridesmaids?

I'm sure if I sit here for another 20 minutes I could come up with a bunch more movies that are awesome.

But I want to know.

What's your favorite movie?

Monday, February 20, 2012


We're here! We made it to the Gold Coast, my hometown, to visit my folks without a drama.
Sure the plane ride was a little amusing. There is always a moment of realization that the adult to child ratio is way out just before I board a plane with the three girls on my own. And my carry on bag is always way overpacked with assorted foods and drawing supplies to keep the kiddos occupied.

But Harper calling out "Let's just. Fucking. Go." at the top of her lungs, complete hands thrown in the air, as we were waiting to take off, was unexpected. As was her telling the lovely flight attendant who said hello to her that she didn't like her. And I guess I thought that she might want to keep her clothes on for the flight.

But it was pretty easy. If not a little surprising.

Our time here so far has been just lovely. Mum has already cooked me a chocolate cheesecake and my Dad brings the washing in. I've finally met my beautiful niece who is 7 months old and my kiddos have been playing with their cousins like no time at all has passed. And the gorgeous warm weather and copious food and hours of playing has made for happily tired kids.

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Even if we are up before 6AM.

I have made some plans with some of my old crew and I plan to spend a fair whack of time down at the beach. I hope my Melbourne raised kids can move past seeing sand as a constant sense of displeasure. I'm pretty sure their love of the water will be the winner.

Life is good.

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Grammar snobbery

It seems that every time I turn on the computer that someone is retweeting a douchebag who has said something like this

"you had me at your knowledge of the difference between your and you're LOL ROFLOCTOPUS"

I mean that is so hilarious because only good people with kind hearts who contribute to society are grammatically correct at all times right?

The internet is not just for people who use twitter as a platform for their half finished novel or someone doing their PHD in "something that will never get me a job" or hipsters who make fun of everyone.

By all means have good grammar and use spellcheck. GO NUTS. But please stop looking down your noses at someone for whom these things are not high on their list of what's important.

Ooh touchy touchy you say? Why do I care?

I happen to be married to a fantastic man who is a great husband, amazing father and brings home a lot more bacon than most uni graduates. He is funny, kind and generous.

But I would say that he might *gasp* misplace an apostrophe from time to time and his spelling isn't great. I take offense that some people might like to joke that he is some kind of second class citizen because he didn't get an A+ in English class.

Grammar snobbery isn't cool internet.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

5 reasons I don't hit my kids

I've blogged about hitting kids before but the subject has been in the media lately and I have been surprised and saddened by the number of people who still think that hitting (and I won't downgrade the word to smacking or spanking-I'm calling a spade a spade) a child is OK. I'm even more disappointed that there are so many advocates of hitting kids as a regular way of control.

I'm still hopeful that hitting kids will go the way of husbands hitting their wives as a form of punishment. Very frowned upon and illegal. And marriage has gone on without husbands having their "right to punish and teach" taken away.

Here are my top 5 reasons why I don't hit my kids

1-using fear of physical pain to get someone to comply is not my idea of how people should be treated. It's not something that we do to adults and it's not something I do to my kids

2-the word "discipline" actually means "to teach" so I take every opportunity to talk to my kids about issues that come up or fears for their safety I might have rather than making arbitrary lines in the sand and using punishment when they are crossed. We have had the "running onto the road" situation and my genuine fear and discussion about why you need to stay close when there are cars got the point across.

3-It hurts. I don't want the trust and love in our relationship to be undermined by me hurting them when I don't get my way or when I am angry. I try to model appropriate ways of showing that I'm angry or frustrated or feel overwhelmed. I don't always succeed but then I feel no shame in apologizing and having a "do-over" of the situation.

4-I don't know what the magic age is when hitting becomes not acceptable. Adults don't hit each other and I'm pretty sure parents are frowned upon when they hit their teenagers so what age to stop? 5? 10? I find it sad that kids are never "too small" to be hit.

5-I don't demand or value compliance. Sure, some days I would like to just say "because I sad so" and have stuff happen. But the truth is that I want my kids to think for themselves and to do things that are age appropriate without fear. Of course boundaries and no-win situations come up-they will naturally even if there is not a list of "smackable offenses"- but we deal with these one at a time, talking and teaching and being respectful all the way.

Here are a couple of good articles if you want to read more

Ten Reasons never To Hit Your Kids by The Natural Child Project
Spanking- A Shortcut To Nowhere by Penelope Leach
How Can You Look Me In The Eye at Demand Euphoria

I know this post might open a bit of a can of worms and I ask that we all be respectful. I WILL NOT get into specific "what if?" scenarios because I don;t have a pre planned dogma of dealing with situations.

Thursday, February 9, 2012

Super easy tomato pasta sauce

Summer in my circle of friends means dealing with the glut of tomatoes that we all seem to end up with.
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My kids LOVE a tomato based pasta sauce and it's one of those meals I can confidently say will get eaten every time I make it. I had a heap of basil about to bolt to seed and bought a braid of garlic from the farmers market that was just begging to be added to the tomatoes so we could have my bolognaiseish sauce. Again.

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Chop the tomatoes and add some torn up basil and a few cloves of garlic. Crush them a bit first. Drizzle with a bit of olive oil and mix it all around. Put in a medium oven for at least an hour. Take it out and stir it from time to time.

After an hour and a big stir mine looked like this.
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I then got to use my blender, for which I have an unnatural love. After whizzing it I noticed that there were a lot of seeds-which means it might be poison if you are one of my kids who hate seeds/lumps/pips.

So I strained it through a sieve. Pushing it through with a spoon.
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If you had any idea how to can or preserve stuff-which is on my "to learn" list. It would be a great project to make a few jars at a time and seal to use later. Mind is in the fridge waiting to be made into tonight's dinner!
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Friday, February 3, 2012

In spite of

Think of these two phrases "because of" or "in spite of". In light of a few recent events and articles I'd like to see these turned on their heads.

The tragic death of a mother from a cardiac arrest following a planned homebirth has drawn a lot of criticism. It actually makes me feel sick that vultures in the media have not allowed the family of this woman some space and respect as they grieve-as they would a hospital birthing family.

They say it is "because of" her decision to birth at home that her life was put at risk. I beg to differ. I would say that IN SPITE OF the skilled care she received from her homebirth midwives and IN SPITE OF the fact that they clearly made a very informed choice a terrible tragedy occurred.
When these sad occurrences happen in hospital it is always "in spite of" them being there. 

There has been some media attention for home education too. Most of it has been positive-but the comments. NEVER READ THE COMMENTS. I get so pissed when every little flaw in a child is blamed on the fact that they don't go to school. If a child attends school and is a bully or ends up in the unemployment line it is always assumed to be "in spite of" the fact they attended school. And if a home educated child is introverted or crap at math is it assumed to be "because of" the fact that they are not part of the school system.
Again, I beg to differ. Many home educated kids are introverted or crap at english/math/science. JUST AS THEY ARE IN SCHOOL. Institutionalizing kids does not change their strengths,weaknesses and personality traits.

Sometimes there is no blame. There is no "because of" to fall back on. Sometimes in spite of all the decisions you make for your family things just are the way they are. Good, bad and otherwise.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

5 Things about having 3 girls I never want said to me again


It is true that I have been blessed with 3 children. Three beautiful, amazing children. It's also true that they all have a vulva. Another sad truth that goes with having 3 kids who share the same set of genitals is that people love to make misguided and often stupid comments about it.

Stop it OK? It's annoying and sometimes offensive.

Here are my top 5 comments that need never be said to me again

1. Oh THREE girls! Your poor husband without a son. Really? That assumes that my husband cannot relate to his own kids based on their genitals and that they will never like the same things he does thus never being able to share a special bond. What a load of shit. Maybe fictional son would have been into techno and had my taste in films thus only having a penis in common with his Dad.

2.Oh THREE girls! Lucky you! Your house must be far less messy/loud/rough than if you had boys. HAHAHAHA no. Don't stereotype boys and girls into boxes of being one way or the other because that makes it hard for everyone. 

3.Oh THREE girls! But who will carry on the family name? What is this 1950? Who says they will all get married, or take their partners name. Also, who cares. A family history is far more that a surname.

4. Oh THREE girls! Nevermind, that one has short hair/likes Buzz Lightyear/kicks a ball. SHE can be your boy. People actually say shit like this.

5. Oh THREE girls! At least you know what to do and they all like the same thing. Is there a particular way to parent either sex? I parent and relate to each of my kids differently because THEY ARE ALL DIFFERENT. And I am often out of my depth on what to do. Having a vulva doesn't mean I have a subliminal understanding of other humans who share the same.

Raising kids is the same for all families regardless of the amount of kids or ratio of penis to vulva. Each child is a wonderfully unique being and the other unique relationships in that unique family mean that you cannot make assumptions based on the sexes of the kids. I feel sad that our culture is boxing in gender so much that we feel like we have to be a certain way and our kids have to be a certain way based on their genitals. It's all bullshit. So you have 4 boys and your house is indeed messy and loud-you know some families of girls are the same, as are some with 2 of each. Not all girls are into pretty things and not all boys like football.

And the next time you see a mother with 3 daughters (or sons) say "Oh THREE girls(or boys)! Oh the possibilities!"

Friday, January 27, 2012

Let the wild rumpus begin!

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This time in 10 weeks it will be moving day. I will be dispatching the kids, packing the final boxes and bossing around the people who have come to help. And there will be large amounts of coffee involved.

But before I am running around and throwing all of our worldly belongings into a trailer I have the most ridiculous 10 weeks ahead of me.

Good ridiculous though. Just busy, crazy busy.

In 3 weeks I'm off to the Gold Coast with the kiddos to catch up with our family and friends up there. I love going home for holidays and it's a great time of year to go. I'm planning on 2 and a half weeks of building sandcastles and paddling at the beach with a couple of theme parks thrown in. And eating all my favorite meals that my Mum will be cooking.

A few days after we get back we are planning on taking the new camper for her maiden voyage (to us) down to our favorite home educators camp for a week. Love hanging out with other school-free families and playing at the amazing park across the road from the campsite. Tannah is getting big enough now that I imagine she will be off with her friends on their scooters a lot of the time.

10 days after we got back it's Harper's birthday. She wants a Buzz Lightyear party. 

2 days after Harper's birthday is the Digital Parents Conference. Which I'm speaking at. And staying in the city for.

Which leaves about 5 days from when I get home until moving day. Which is the week before Tannah's birthday.

Not to mention all of the regular stuff we have going on. Tannah is back to piano and Willow to ballet in the next couple of weeks. Home ed groups and birthday parties for friends and family. And no house move in complete without a trip to Ikea.

But it's all going to be awesome.In the down times I'm going to pack and declutter like a demon. I'm going to enjoy all of the holiday time we have coming up. I'm going to celebrate the birth of both my first and lastborn on their special day. I'm going to rock the conference-both the speaking and the after party.

And I'm going to look forward to our new home, with more space for all of us to stretch out in and a new garden to grow food in. The house my girls will live in until they move out on their own.

Big breath. Let's do this.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

When routine came to town


I've blogged about my Harper Bliss before and how I love her just as she is. We are trying to make life a little easier for our little firecracker by putting some predictable routines in place.

Harper really struggles with changing from one thing to the next and unexpected setbacks can send her into a rage. It's taken me a long tome to realize this and I need to get better at being predictable and giving her plenty of warning before we move onto the next thing.

For example, last night's hour long screaming rage may have been avoided if I had gone outside and told Harper face to face that we were putting our pj's on and leaving our friend's place in 5 minutes rather than just shouting it from the back window to everyone. Lesson learned.

We have started a morning and evening routine. Routine and structure is not something that comes naturally to me, but these times of day are the worst for everyone so we are giving it a go. Harper seems to be MUCH happier to wash her face and get dressed if she knows it's coming. I'm hoping some visual cue cards might help even more.

Can this structure fit into a free-range life? I think it can. I think part of being a good parent is realizing that all of your kids are different and may need different things and systems. We may have a deliberate rhythm but we are still not watching the clock and free time for play still dominates our day.

As for me I'm reading some books on spirited kids, chatting with people who's opinion I value and taking kid free time to recharge when I can!

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Skipping The Supermarket.

One of my favorite blogs is Little Eco Footprints. I was reading about her commitment to skipping the supermarket this year and it got me thinking about how much I enjoy sourcing our food.

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Just yesterday I dropped in on my friends Nina and Ben who run Taranaki Farm to pick up some eggs. I also got my weekly supply of  local, raw milk from Nature's Garden. Mark, the owner of the store who I chat with regularly when I'm there, asked after Willow who had taken a tumble on the footpath a few days previous. I went to the local farmers market where we are on a first name basis with the woman that does the face painting. My kids played with the other kids at the market, both old friends and new, climbing trees and eating sausages.

Last week when I went to choose my monthly lot of meat Udi already had the rump steaks out, knowing they are a family favorite. I delight in seeing my kids faces light up when there is an abundance of their favorite fruit or vegetable at the market. We sometimes catch up with friends for a play and a coffee at Ceres before grabbing supplies.The staff  at Fruit Peddlers ,where we get our groceries, are always welcoming to my girls and carry my boxes out to the car.

I love shopping outside in the weather. It's real and keeps us connected to the seasons. Gumboots and coats in winter and dresses and hats in summer. We eagerly await the strawberry stalls as the season for berries begins-and they taste even sweeter when we first get to eat them each year. I love that I can combine shopping with friends. I don't thing pushing a trolley up an aisle would be a place I would like to meet a friend but to wander the market stalls and have a coffee afterwards while the kids play is lovely. I love that I am on first name basis with the farmers who produce my meat, milk and eggs. I like paying them what they are worth so they can treat the animals well.

But mostly I love seeing my kids connect with food. It is something that is grown and harvested. It is seasonal. Rea food and businesses that support it are worthy of our support.

Skip the supermarket? Sure. I'm in.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Things I Know

Happy Friday everyone! I'm joining in with The Good, The Bad & The Unnecessary for Things I Know and you should too!

This week I know-

-when you are woken up at 1am by your crying 6 year old your brain will be in denial of the cause. Meaning you will stand in the doorway, half asleep, and stare at the enormous power spew that covers seemingly half the room and your child for ages before it registers what you are actually looking at.

-planning to move house is fun! Arranging the furniture in your mind, writing Ikea lists and planning a housewarming are all good times. Try to hold onto this as long as possible until the actual reality of moving house sets in.

-coming across old pics of your kids when looking for something else always gets a smile

-my love of the show "American Pickers" makes me feel old

-my knowledge of all the words to LMFAO's "Party Rock Anthem" tries to counteract the old feeling

-getting up before the kids and going for a walk and getting started on he day makes a huge difference to how my day rolls. But trying to go to bed early is tough!

So what do you know?

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Reveiw of some kid friendly movies at IMAX Melbourne

We've been to see a couple of movies at IMAX Melbourne museum these holidays. Going to the cinema is a rare treat for us as we have kids who can be pretty sensitive to noise and themes in movies so we tend to go to the drive in or wait for DVD. The added bonus of it being at the museum was that Harper & Willow got to hang out with someone else and have a fun day while Tannah and I saw a movie.

IMAX Melbourne boasts the 3rd largest screen in the world and the biggest 3D experience in Australia. I'm a recent convert to 3D after rolling my eyes at it for a while-now I love it! The kids love the extra novelty of the glasses too

I cannot say enough nice things about the staff either. When we went to see Happy Feet 2 it was Willow's first cinema movie. She is particularly sensitive to visual and audio stuff and gets overwhelmed and frightened very easily. I kept Luke on stand-by at the museum to see how she coped. About 10 minutes in she was asking to go and be with him. I took both girls outside to the foyer and called him. I had 2 lovely young staff members come and ask if we were OK and offered Willow a drink of water. Though she wasn't upset they fussed over her and when she was safely off with her dad they opened the back door and showed us back to our seats. When we went and saw Born To Be Wild we were running a bit late and they let me take 3 kids in the disabled entry as to not disturb anyone and to make my life easy.

The first film we saw was Happy feet 2

Tannah and I both really enjoyed this film. It's easily as good as the original with the same entertaining all singing and dancing fun with conservation undertones. Robin William and Elijah Wood appear again with Pink now playing the role of Gloria-which Tannah was stoked about. Brad Pitt and Matt Damon voice "Bill and Will Krill" who are hilarious and really make the movie.  Hank Azaria is perfect as "The Mighty Sven".
The movie was not scary for little ones and the singing and dancing would hold their attention and there is enough in the story and comic relief for the adults. Highly recommended!

The second film we saw was Born To Be Wild

I cannot recommend this touching and inspiring documentary enough! It is only showing at IMAX 3D but well worth making the effort to see. Morgan Freeman narrates the film about orphaned elephant and orangutan babies being rescued and raised to be released back into the wild.  For Tannah, who is very concerned about endangered animals and the effect things like palm oil and poaching is having on them this documentary kept her spellbound. I also had the pleasure of taking the 2 oldest Picklebums with us and at 8 years old they enjoyed it too. The 3D was amazing! At one stage I was sitting next to 3 girls who were all trying to reach out and touch the orangutan that seemed to be only inches away. This film did keep me misty eyed and a bit teary but also reminded me why we do try to boycott palm oil products.

So if you need something to do or want to escape the heat why not go to IMAX and see a movie?

Disclaimer-I was given complimentary tickets to see both of these movies courtesy of IMAX Melbourne but was not paid for this post and all views and opinions are my own

Monday, January 16, 2012

Slowly, slowly


I'm back. I know you've missed me. Right? RIGHT?

I've been having such a lazy summer break. Luke only just went back to work today.

Sure lot's has happened. New years, a new campervan, a new house waiting for us to move into, my 33rd birthday complete with rock star party, movies at IMAX, drinks, friends, outings and so on.

But mostly it's been family time together, sleep ins and "marital relations".

Forgive me if I just ease back into life a little bit slower than normal.
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