KMAF Pics

Klaudia's Marvellous Artistic Foti's.....

Here's some links to pics of us on K's blog. I've only just noticed them. Brilliant!

http://kmafphotographykmaf.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-he-is-herethe-mini-maxi-mr-c-o.html

and

http://kmafphotographykmaf.blogspot.com/2011/03/bump-plus-its-family.html

A Day With Dad - 50's Style

SS came for the weekend. It's taken me a while to blog about it, but photos of her and the boys are all too rare. We decided to go climb the "mountain" (this at BB's request.) He climbed the same hill 18 months or so ago when mum was in Gabon. This presented the perfect opportunity for mum and baby to get some much needed rest.
It's not much of a hill, but a fair climb for little legs. BB and SS were excited at the bottom.

LL was much less keen! He is less than impressed when the gradient of any walk is slightly elevated. Nevertheless, he made it all under his own steam.

We got to the top. The elder two were still chirpy, but you can see LL still has a bottom lip that presents a fair old trip hazard.

He did come round though. We wondered around the top for a while. It's an old pictish settlement close to where we live. Lots of rocks and stones to clamber over. Fine for a wee rest though.....

After that, we came home and refuelled. Then we kicked off a 5 mile (round trip) bike ride to the park. LL was much more at ease with this since he gets the back seat on my bike.

BB was keen to show his big sister that he can go all the way to the top of the climbing frame. This has been his forte throughout the Easter Holidays.

SS did manage to give him the slip for a brief moment though.

MPLST came along (not on bikes!) to join us for a while. No doubt she knew I'd stop for ice cream on the way home. She captured us setting off for home again.

Why??

How come I can remember nonsense from over 20 years ago such as the quadratic equation, or the table of trig exact values (none of which I have used in that time), but I keep getting the boys names mixed up? It got right up my nose when my mother used to call me by my brothers name when we were lads. In my defense, I've now got 3 born four and a half years apart, whereas she had 2 born 5 years apart. Surely she could have got it right more often? Nevertheless, I keep getting them mixed up - even the little white one. It really can't be that hard, can it?

Pics

We've had a session or two with the master herself over the last month or so. The best thing about being related to her is that I can sneak around in the background and take my own pics.....

MPLST took this one

BFS the Photographer

As you'd expect, it's been a manic couple of weeks. There has been so much to blog about, but by the time BB and LL hit the sack, which is normally my surf time, I'm beat myself. It's a shame, because we've missed out so many laughs....

BB's fantastic efforts during his school show. For the opening song, he was centre stage surrounded by the whole school. He belted out the song at the top of his voice just a fraction ahead of everyone else. That's one way to make yourself heard son. How he also decided yesterday in the swimming pool changing room to declare "Daddy, your willy is quite hairy!" followed by a casual observation at grandma last night that her "chest is quite big." I'm sure there are other things, but right now they all escape me. In fact, I've lost my train of thought at least 4 times since I started this attending to our newest and noisiest boy. The long and the short of the last two weeks is all good though. BB has been incredible since his brother was born. He really can't do enough to help, and for once, hasn't put a foot wrong. LL, after a troubled start, has followed his big brother's lead and is also adapting well to being a middle brother. For my part, tonight I decided to have a go at editing a picture I took myself. Quite pleased with the results, even if I do say so myself......