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Let's go back to the start...

Last weekend was cool and rainy. There was lots of stuff I "should" have been doing (ironing, Business Activity Statements, cleaning), but I drank copious amounts of tea and scanned old photos instead. Oh what a trip down memory lane, where the kids were little and I was littler than I am now.

Then I read Deb's post and she pointed me to Fleeting. I cried. Because I cry at everything these days and because...they grow so fast!

So today I will share with you some scanned photos of my bubbas, so we can all sigh at how fleeting those moments are.

Look at my bubbas! So cute! So squishy! So bad at sleeping...

Yes, they even read in the bath!

New baby sister!
Who also didn't sleep much...

Nom nom nom...

Om nom nom...


And remember to take some new photos today, because even though they are big, they are still here, still growing, still my bubbas and I still love them to bits (especially now they sleep much better):


Did you love the baby stage?
Have you scanned in/digitised all your old photos yet?


  1. I will say this quickly so it doesn't hurt so much. I lost all Jemimah's baby photos in the flood.

    1. Oh no. Oh no Jeanne. But the memories are still there? It's one of the reasons I'm trying to get up to date - those photos were in the shed that floods.

  2. Your kids ARE growing up so quickly! Even as someone who doesn't know them, I see it - the little bit of fuzz on the upper lip, the faces becoming more defined. And then my heart clenches, because my babies are growing up too.

    (damn it, Ingi! Now I am tearing up over here! Gah!)

  3. Oh my gosh, is that a mustache I see?! Wow, they do grow so fast. That's been on my mind this week too. Must be something in the air. I don't know what I'm going to do when my boy starts sprouting whiskers, but the time is near. Beautiful baby pics <3


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