Stories and pictures from our small lives here at Tasma
I think all families have their sacred sites. This is one of ours, a shack we spent lots of time at on the Fleurieu Peninsula in SA. I almost couldn’t bear to look, fearing that it would no longer be there. It was.
Where is it, this heaven? If you have to ask, you’ll never know.
We drove the old car to Adelaide and changed it for this shiny new one!
Lucinda had to give up her 5 dummies after her 3rd birthday. She used to take them all with her all the time. She says they have misappeared. “They went into mummy’s dressing gown pocket and they misappeared”. For a couple of days she cried at bedtime, missing her dummies and thinking aloud about all the times they would not be there: in the car, going to bed and lying on the couch without the comfort of her dummies. She lies in bed and cries, and calls them back. “Come back, Dummies. Where are you come back now.”
Thanks for the photos Pat!
A shiny new bike called Dora!
It’s Lucinda’s 3rd birthday. She’s pretty excited, of course. This morning she was raving about what she thought her cake would be like: “t will have flowers, and …. bees on top! And the flowers will be made of sugar! And there will be icing on the cake! And …Roast Beef!”
It’s a special time, because Paige is here with us for a few days ..
