Millie and Junebug: My breakfast with Santa.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

My breakfast with Santa.

Me and Mummy all dressed up for our rendezvous with someone named Santa Claus.

This breakfast had better be good, I am hungry.

Is this hat too big?

Yum, yum, yum, yum yum.

Silly Daddy with my hat on.

Mummy introducing me to this mysterious Santa, I don't get the big deal.

You want me to sit on this dudes lap?! No way!

Phew, now we have escaped we can have some fun.

That funny man did give me a balloon, so I guess it wasn't all bad.

And I love my balloon.

Look Daddy, a balloon!

And last but not least, a quick romp in the leaves.

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AverDecember 12, 2010 at 9:09 PM
Great pictures. She is stunning in her Christmas dress. I think it is great that she is aware of stranger danger. Next year maybe she will sit longer for Santa.
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Motherhood is........

sometimes mistakenly diagnosed as hypothyroidism
having the best stock of band-aids and ice-packs in the neighbourhood
knowing that baby-proofing is a myth.
allowing extra time when going out because you know something will spill, fall, bleed, be lost or need the toilet.
Having biceps AND bingo arms.
using the term 'Don't cry over spilt milk" literally
savouring that first hot sip of coffee in the morning because the rest of your sips are going to be cold.
finding a trip to the dentist relaxing.
eating a lot of half-eaten fruit.
having a shoe closet full of nothing but flip flops and vans.
fashioning PJ pants to look like pants.
using baby puke as hair product.
using your kid as an excuse to make blueberry pancakes for breakfast
rediscovering chicken nuggets
having a favourite Sesame Street episode. (All Grouch Band" BTW).
only ordering things in a restaurant that you can eat with one hand
quantifying dancing as spinning in a circle.
only having one shaved leg.
getting excited about a movie coming out on DVD instead of the movie theatre
having a personal toilet paper assistant while you are on the toilet.

Qute Quotes

Mila had a sore leg and couldn't walk properly. As I tucked her into bed tonight she said "No more disco" because she couldn't dance anymore.
Today Mila referred to my bra as a top with boobs
Mila had a little plumbers crack showing so I tickled it and she responded with "don't touch my butt it's stinky!"
Sex ed according to Mila. "Boys have a peanut on their butt".
We were at dinner discussing who was messy, Mila looked at Anton and said, "you're a little bit messy Daddy", then she turned to June and said "June, you're a hot mess!".
Mila is beginning to read, so she is constantly asking how to spell the things in her surroundings. The other day she was sitting on Anton's lap, she poked him in the tummy and asked "Daddy, how do you spell chubby?"
Mila: "When I grow up I want to have a big, big, big nose!" This girl sets some high goals for herself.
When Mila is wowed by something she says "Holy Crab!!"
Mila. "Well, the party is over, I tinkled in the pool!"

What does it mean?

The girl's name Mila \m(i)-la\ is of Czechoslovakian/Slavic derivation and means "miracles; favored".
It also happens to be Anton's Great Grandmother's name.

The girl's name Valka \v(a)-lka, val-ka\ is of Hungarian derivation and means "strong, healthy".
And also happens to be mummy's maiden name.

The name June \j(u)-ne\ is derived from the Latin word iuniores, meaning "younger ones." It also means born in June.

Violet \vi(o)-let\ Is of Latin origin, and the meaning of Violet is simply "purple", which is what June was when she was born. It is also Mummy's Great Aunt's name.

Sunday, December 12, 2010

My breakfast with Santa.

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