Lucas is 2 years old...

Here is the little man, bright eyed this morning, despite him having a horrid cold and it being 6am.... we had to take photos for Daddy, who is unfortunately at work again this year :( 2 years ago I was here.....

At 5.17pm he arrived and we got out of the birthtub and made our way to our OWN bed..... He was, and still is, the most gorgeous boy...

I have been very emotional over the past few days, reliving his long, drawn out arrival and watching the amazing little boy he is turning into. Not helped by the fact that we will be doing it all again in around 10 weeks or so. The hormones are rife in this here old body!

Happy 2nd Birthday my spunky, happy and hilariously funny little Lucas.

Daddy, Charlotte and I love you to bits.

xoxoxoxoxo

@ 27 weeks...

I'm not sure that anyone visits here anymore. I don't actually blame you, I've been VERY slack.

But just in case here is another belly shot...

Charlotte's First Day of Pre-Primary

Well I have just got back from dropping Charlotte off at her first day of Pre-Primary (Kindergarten for the East coasters). This is real, fulltime school. 5 days a week. I'm not quite sure I am ready for this, but she seems to be. She has grown up so much in the past year. Sigh....

A Bump Update

Well I am now nearly 26 weeks into this pregnancy, and if I am honest as much as I want to meet this new addition, I also want it all to slow down. I am a little sad this is my last pregnancy! (I can hear some of you saying "What the...?"). This is definitely our last babe and I love being pregnant so I am trying my hardest to savour every moment.... OK move on Cass!

A Belly pic @ 23-ish weeks...

A profile pic...Yes, we have another huge-headed baby. Whilst the rest of him/her is measuring perfectly for 25 weeks, the head is measuring 27 weeks. It's the Lander genes....Another profile...

A little waving hand...

Camping @ Dwellingup

Mid November we dashed off to Dwellingup for a couple of nights camping with our friends Mark & Merrin, and Eefje. I think I have posted photos of this great spot before. It is only about and hour inland of us and therefore is great for a weekend getaway. Once again Miss C was less than acoomodating for pictures....

A pre-dinner cricket match....

The men doing their thing with the BBQ...Asha (Eefje's daughter)...This one needs no introduction...I am so in love with this kid.... playing peekaboo from behind the pines...Gorgeous forest...And again...Ben (Mark and Merrin's eldest)...Maia (M & M's youngest)Dancing round the campfire (of course)...

Scott & Jill's Big Day

Brett's brother Scott married Jill in November. Jill had asked me to take a few photos of her getting ready before the ceremony. I was sooooo nervous about it! She assured me she just wanted a record of the preparations but I was still freaking out. Anyway, it was a lovely day.... I didn't get any photos of Miss Charlotte, but apparently the professional photographer got some beauties that I am yet to see. Lucas was just as hard to catch...Brett's Grandma and Nan...Sadly just two short weeks later Grandma passed away... I'm glad I got this photo of her. We will miss her!

The Dude has a New Do...

Well I bit the bullet and finally took Lucas off for his first real hair cut this morning, as we have Brett's brother's wedding on Saturday and he was looking a tad on the scruffy side. The hairdresser was under strict instructions to do nothing too drastic. She suggested cutting off some of the length, the fringe and layering it. I said Yep.

He was superstar sitting reasonably still. The hairdresser even put some product in. Nothing like a bit of "manscaping".

So here is Lucas before:

and after:

Some exciting news....

Hunter Baby #3 is on the way!

Due in May!

Yay!

(Hey, I just realised that rhymes)

It was bound to happen....

Yep, my little man is in plaster. He has greenstick fractures to both the bones in his forearm. The result of a pretty innocent-looking tumble off the couch onto carpet.

After bathtime on Wednesday night, both kids were sitting with Brett on the couch. Lucas crawled to the other end of the couch and then just fell off it. He is usually a pretty tough little bugger, but he started howling, and wouldn't stop. I looked for the usual telltale signs of a bruise or egg on his forehead, but couldn't see anything. It took 20 minutes of his screaming to finally realise that his little wrist was sore, red and quite swollen. It was quite limp, and he wouldn't grasp anything, so I bundle him the car and head to Emergency. By the time we see the doctor he is no longer screaming, even cracking a smile and when she examines him he is able to grasp toys quite well. She has a bit of a feel of his wrist, elbow and shoulder, and tells me it seems to just be sprained/bruised and not worth X-raying as he has good movement and is no longer screaming in pain. I head home, dose him up wiuth Panadol and he sleeps well.

Thursday, he randomly holds out his wrist and says "ouch" and has a bit of a cry when he falls over (he does this alot LOL!). It is still swollen and he won't let me touch it. After a heavy fall at Mum's group Friday morning, and more screaming, I decide that a trip to the GP is in order, to have it checked again. The GP takes one look at it and suspects it is fractured and sends us over to the hospital for Xrays. I had organised for Brett to come home from work as Charlotte needed picking up and I couldn't be sure I would get back to Kindy in time. After picking Miss C up he meets us at X-ray, and I ask him to take Lucas in. I can hear him screaming his little lungs out as they manipulate his wrist to get the shots. My poor little man. All the while I have Charlotte with me in the waiting room chucking a paddy because she wanted to go in with Brett and Lucas. I'm sure they were happy to see the back of us!

As it is late afternoon and haven't the time to wait for a written report, the radiologist calls Brett back in for the results and she tells him that yes, he has in fact fractured his wrist. I am furious with the Emergency doctor who missed it, and heartbroken that Lucas has been in pain for 2 whole days. We head back to the GP's office and he shows us on the films, the greenstick fractures to both bones of his little forearm. My poor little man. The GP puts a temporary backslab plaster on and we are to head back in two weeks for a full cats that will be on for a further 4 weeks.

He seems to be coping just fine with the cast on. It is a bit of a pain as it has to be kept dry, and he is the messiest eater around, which means having a plastic bag over it at mealtimes. He has already cracked me over the back of the head with it yesterday morning, so I have learnt it's not worth putting him in our bed when he wakes at 5am (oh yes, I have another early riser!!).

Man, boys are just different!!

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY SWEETHEART

Words will never adequately describe how wonderful a Daddy you are!

We love you heaps!

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!!!

Love Chicken-pie, Dudie-Man and Cass xoxox