<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949</id><updated>2011-08-09T08:01:33.989-07:00</updated><category term='fat cat'/><category term='nanna'/><category term='women'/><category term='nanna and pops'/><category term='telethon toddle'/><category term='walking'/><category term='children'/><category term='grandchidren'/><category term='pools'/><category term='mothers and daughters'/><category term='christmas'/><category term='life.'/><category term='school'/><category term='mums'/><category term='parks'/><category term='fundraising'/><category term='preschool'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='grandparents'/><category term='family'/><category term='presents'/><category term='school concerts'/><category term='fun'/><category term='singing. playing'/><category term='donations'/><category term='kids'/><title type='text'>Nanna's World</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-1796460918031290173</id><published>2009-12-31T06:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T07:12:21.580-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchidren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanna and pops'/><title type='text'>Nanna is relaxing for New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szy_L2imKoI/AAAAAAAABrY/LWqaoohDfWw/s1600-h/IMGP0075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szy_L2imKoI/AAAAAAAABrY/LWqaoohDfWw/s320/IMGP0075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421418261787323010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having a wonderfully quiet evening enjoying blogging and having no pressure to go out and party.... to be honest I am a bit over parting.... I shall go into the New Year well rested....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wishing all my beautiful children and grandchildren a wonderful New Year... and hope that the pressures of life will be small for them and that the children will blossom and bloom into superb young children guided by their parents... and of course the grandparents..... its sounding a bit Corny.... what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats in store for the grandchildren.... Jasmine starts school... year 1, Dylan starts Pre-school and has his tonsils out in January (no swimming for 3 weeks poor boy), Jessica starts Kindergarten not before time.... she will love it... Talia is our in between child at two and a half... then there is Sam, Isabella and Logan who are all 18mths there abouts Logan being the youngest at 15mths.... so I guess its their turn to be home alone with mum/dad.... and miss the sibling that has gone to school.... it will be interesting to see how these three blossom this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there parents still have to entertain them until February.... oh how I use to get so tired of the Christmas holidays..... it does bring back memories......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next time wishing you all a Happy New Year.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-1796460918031290173?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/1796460918031290173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=1796460918031290173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/1796460918031290173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/1796460918031290173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/12/nanna-is-relaxing-for-new-years-eve.html' title='Nanna is relaxing for New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szy_L2imKoI/AAAAAAAABrY/LWqaoohDfWw/s72-c/IMGP0075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-3189773868392206540</id><published>2009-12-28T00:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:56:53.044-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchidren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing. playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pools'/><title type='text'>Summer is great for the kids playing in the pool.....</title><content type='html'>Dylan, Jasmine, Jessica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhx0SJ9BII/AAAAAAAABpw/7aPueBAwTkg/s1600-h/IMGP0186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhx0SJ9BII/AAAAAAAABpw/7aPueBAwTkg/s320/IMGP0186.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420207294581113986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the week or so I have managed to spend more time with the family... what a surprise... because I have been off work... even though I do have work to do, i have not been motivated to do it... the weather has been wonderfully hot therefore I have spent a lot of time in the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jodie with Sam and Talia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhvzFLicfI/AAAAAAAABpo/-ZyNKRHKPXw/s1600-h/IMGP0159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhvzFLicfI/AAAAAAAABpo/-ZyNKRHKPXw/s320/IMGP0159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420205074894975474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhvyv1QAKI/AAAAAAAABpg/-87Mg2r_UAE/s1600-h/IMGP0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhvyv1QAKI/AAAAAAAABpg/-87Mg2r_UAE/s320/IMGP0039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420205069164347554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott &amp; Logan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhvyRpsJhI/AAAAAAAABpY/e4KOOSK0vLo/s1600-h/IMGP0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhvyRpsJhI/AAAAAAAABpY/e4KOOSK0vLo/s320/IMGP0027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420205061062796818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked over previous blogs and note that I have not blogged much on this site....that is mainly because I have been too busy with my other blogs and work... there are many times I have spent with the grandchild and have laughed at comments they have made and thought I must blog that .... but alas time gets away with me and I don't get it done. The children come out with such gems..... at times...you wonder where they get it from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With seven grandchildren we are busy all the time.... I do try very hard to be fair and equal with them all in terms of everything.... this week we have one each night for a sleep over...of the older children...the younger ones make it to hard... already having the kids invades on our sleep in of the mornings and our playtime... remembering this is our holiday too as during the year we are both busy and tired. We do have to train the grand kids to knock on our door.... before entering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine helped wash the dog (Muffin) don't know who needed their hair brush more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhx0xpshDI/AAAAAAAABp4/FDByooBUc1U/s1600-h/IMGP0174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhx0xpshDI/AAAAAAAABp4/FDByooBUc1U/s320/IMGP0174.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420207303035749426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next year Jasmine starts school, Dylan starts pre-school and Jessica starts kindy so a big year for all of them.... they are certainly ready for it...Talia who really is the middle one will probably do four year old kindy, then there is Sam, Isabella and Logan who will be left at home..... I also think next year we may be heading for grandchild number 8 if Ben &amp; Peta's plan goes ahead.... that is there baby plan... so watch this space for more adventures with the family.&lt;br /&gt;All the very best for 2010 to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-3189773868392206540?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/3189773868392206540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=3189773868392206540' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/3189773868392206540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/3189773868392206540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/12/summer-is-great-for-kids-playing-in.html' title='Summer is great for the kids playing in the pool.....'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhx0SJ9BII/AAAAAAAABpw/7aPueBAwTkg/s72-c/IMGP0186.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-4574502130918868895</id><published>2009-12-27T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T00:07:27.002-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchidren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><title type='text'>Santa came to visit on Christmas Day:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdxeInSJI/AAAAAAAABoQ/eJ2v07ufrqk/s1600-h/IMGP0065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdxeInSJI/AAAAAAAABoQ/eJ2v07ufrqk/s320/IMGP0065.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420185256024557714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids call out Santa, Santa, Santa and then Santa appears with lollies and presents in hand....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdzHNNeXI/AAAAAAAABoo/uyWxt-xkEJA/s1600-h/IMGP0052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdzHNNeXI/AAAAAAAABoo/uyWxt-xkEJA/s320/IMGP0052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420185284229560690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy at our house, we have a special arrangement with Santa, he comes to our home to give out the Christmas presents in the evening with all the family.... it is such a special time.... everyone is welcome... and often we have special people visit us...like Auntie Pastie from England who was staying with Auntie Audrey and you know what, Santa had presents for them as well wasn't he cleaver.... we put a lounge chair and an umbrella in the back garden and Santa sits in comfort and hands out the presents to the eagerly awaiting children and parents.... it really is a fun day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdyYGUY3I/AAAAAAAABog/yfkyR5iN9eY/s1600-h/IMGP0018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdyYGUY3I/AAAAAAAABog/yfkyR5iN9eY/s320/IMGP0018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420185271584187250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to see Jasmine, Talia &amp; Sam at there house for lunch.... just as well because the kids were at there best..the girls looked great in the dresses, that I bought them in Singapore last year... I get so much pleasure out of seeing the kids wearing the outfits you buy for them.... in the afternoon the two little kids were tired and poor Sam was sick.... it really is a big day for the kids....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhdx2nuHlI/AAAAAAAABoY/SU73OoRaAFA/s1600-h/IMGP0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhdx2nuHlI/AAAAAAAABoY/SU73OoRaAFA/s320/IMGP0016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420185262597480018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is lots of family, friends, food and drinks... a good time was had by all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdzXunqlI/AAAAAAAABow/cbblf8IWI1s/s1600-h/IMGP0077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdzXunqlI/AAAAAAAABow/cbblf8IWI1s/s320/IMGP0077.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420185288664656466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhiBM4z1XI/AAAAAAAABpA/kHCsCRbEX8E/s1600-h/IMGP0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhiBM4z1XI/AAAAAAAABpA/kHCsCRbEX8E/s320/IMGP0041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420189924319286642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella Rose in her angel dress was as cute as ever.. however she was not impressed with Santa.. she stuck close by to mummy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhiA0dzt8I/AAAAAAAABo4/H9vN9eqxzz4/s1600-h/IMGP0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhiA0dzt8I/AAAAAAAABo4/H9vN9eqxzz4/s320/IMGP0110.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420189917763581890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like wise Logan Mark.... stayed close to Daddy... this is a great picture of father and son... both smiling at the camera.... they have the same nose...thats his grand-dads nose....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhllVmzCgI/AAAAAAAABpI/XCFPBD7hjLw/s1600-h/IMGP0101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhllVmzCgI/AAAAAAAABpI/XCFPBD7hjLw/s320/IMGP0101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420193843669830146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan got this great present from his Uncle Scott &amp; Auntie Nikki.... he went around asking everybody if you could open it after mum and dad said wait.... poor boy...Nanna found it hard to say no.... but she did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhll7LQq0I/AAAAAAAABpQ/RrWvotV07Fw/s1600-h/IMGP0133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szhll7LQq0I/AAAAAAAABpQ/RrWvotV07Fw/s320/IMGP0133.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420193853754878786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The family having Christmas dinner outside after Santa's visit, it was all very good food and fun... roast turkey, pork, ham, crayfish, prawn salad, roast potatoes, salads.... cakes, lollies, Moet Champagne......etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so blessed to have a loving family.....Thank you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-4574502130918868895?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/4574502130918868895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=4574502130918868895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/4574502130918868895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/4574502130918868895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/12/santa-came-to-visit-on-christmas-day.html' title='Santa came to visit on Christmas Day:'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhdxeInSJI/AAAAAAAABoQ/eJ2v07ufrqk/s72-c/IMGP0065.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-781413007053915021</id><published>2009-12-27T20:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:52:24.272-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Putting up the Christmas Tree with the grandchildren</title><content type='html'>Dylan helping nanna put up the Christmas tree he did a terrific job..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szgzyt7LpPI/AAAAAAAABnI/p--UvA4UNJY/s1600-h/IMGP0315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szgzyt7LpPI/AAAAAAAABnI/p--UvA4UNJY/s320/IMGP0315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420139097954690290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore: a Christmas tree made with teddy bears:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzgzyDeHfGI/AAAAAAAABnA/5nW7xtYxlUc/s1600-h/IMGP0190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzgzyDeHfGI/AAAAAAAABnA/5nW7xtYxlUc/s320/IMGP0190.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420139086558493794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my favourite time of the year.... work has come to an end at least for a few weeks... I switch off and concentrate on my family life... leading up to Christmas is always very busy... this year I was in Singapore early December which puts pressure on in terms of time and Christmas parties. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szgzy0BeFLI/AAAAAAAABnQ/9mp5d6nBi64/s1600-h/IMGP0401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szgzy0BeFLI/AAAAAAAABnQ/9mp5d6nBi64/s320/IMGP0401.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420139099591677106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Christmas tree was late going up this year... as Kirsten moved out in October and she normally helps me.... so I was tardy getting up this year... until I thought the grand kids can help put it up... so there begins a new trend.... the kids putting up the tree.... they are such helpful little cherubs.... even Isabella helped by the decorations on the tree..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzgzzWkJAWI/AAAAAAAABnY/HU2IJ6Tc-eE/s1600-h/IMGP0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzgzzWkJAWI/AAAAAAAABnY/HU2IJ6Tc-eE/s320/IMGP0402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420139108863902050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szg19-D1N4I/AAAAAAAABnw/HP6wSbHJ89c/s1600-h/IMGP0148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szg19-D1N4I/AAAAAAAABnw/HP6wSbHJ89c/s320/IMGP0148.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141490287753090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Christmas cake was later than usual but the fruit managed to get a soak for at least a week.... it was too late this year to make the gingerbread house.... so I had to find something else to make for the kids that would distract from the usual ginger bread house.... so I put chocolates and candy sticks in the welcome bowl near the front door and made some Christmas crackles which went down a treat... and nobody mentioned the gingerbread house... will do it next year.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szgzz2SmXHI/AAAAAAAABng/1wocyt133oE/s1600-h/IMGP0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szgzz2SmXHI/AAAAAAAABng/1wocyt133oE/s320/IMGP0405.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420139117380263026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szg19aBr7NI/AAAAAAAABno/xrWzLcFS3a0/s1600-h/IMGP0408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szg19aBr7NI/AAAAAAAABno/xrWzLcFS3a0/s320/IMGP0408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141480615079122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the kids decided that uncle Scott could be decorated as a Christmas tree and then Dylan also thought he would make a good Christmas tree and put the tinsel all over him... it was all good fun......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-781413007053915021?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/781413007053915021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=781413007053915021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/781413007053915021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/781413007053915021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-with-grandchildren.html' title='Putting up the Christmas Tree with the grandchildren'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Szgzyt7LpPI/AAAAAAAABnI/p--UvA4UNJY/s72-c/IMGP0315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-1099444891847541057</id><published>2009-12-27T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:55:35.927-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchidren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school concerts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='singing. playing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='christmas'/><title type='text'>Dylan's first Kindy Christmas Concert:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhWBo4TGrI/AAAAAAAABn4/waVK0l-3Mgg/s1600-h/Dylan%27s+school+concert+2009+(12).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhWBo4TGrI/AAAAAAAABn4/waVK0l-3Mgg/s320/Dylan%27s+school+concert+2009+(12).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420176737693801138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the joys of Christmas... I just love it... I love the fact that I can buy the children presents... looking through the shops to see what they would like.. to spoil them in a nice way... to see there faces as they open their presents... it is a real pleasure one which I look forward to and enjoy immensely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhWCMbC9mI/AAAAAAAABoA/PQz0Ca32USU/s1600-h/Dylan%27s+school+concert+2009+(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhWCMbC9mI/AAAAAAAABoA/PQz0Ca32USU/s320/Dylan%27s+school+concert+2009+(7).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420176747234784866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Christmas comes the children's concerts.... how I love to watch them... it brings a tear to my eye...they look so cute and innocent and they try so very hard to please and do the right thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhWClL8fhI/AAAAAAAABoI/3NkNPBDnCT8/s1600-h/Dylan%27s+school+concert+2009+(10).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhWClL8fhI/AAAAAAAABoI/3NkNPBDnCT8/s320/Dylan%27s+school+concert+2009+(10).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420176753882332690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan's kindy class was dancing to Lilo &amp; Stitch - Hawaiian Roller Coaster Ride - they were all dressed in Hawaiian shirts and the girls had grass skirts on they all looked so cute.... and did a wonderful job... I managed to persuade the others to watch several other performances before we left for dinner at Faye &amp; Brendon's with the other grandparents.... Dylan was so proud that both sets of grandparents came to watch him on stage... he really loves all the attention and love he gets from both his grandies... and I must say I do enjoy spending time with them all.... it is one of my greatest pleasures in life..... and I look forward to many more concerts.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-1099444891847541057?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/1099444891847541057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=1099444891847541057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/1099444891847541057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/1099444891847541057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/12/dylans-first-kindy-christmas-concert.html' title='Dylan&apos;s first Kindy Christmas Concert:'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SzhWBo4TGrI/AAAAAAAABn4/waVK0l-3Mgg/s72-c/Dylan%27s+school+concert+2009+(12).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-6432578724469567720</id><published>2009-11-21T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T05:02:27.396-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='preschool'/><title type='text'>April...Grandparents day.... Jasmine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfjtMgonjI/AAAAAAAABko/r3mRvWtXx-Q/s1600/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfjtMgonjI/AAAAAAAABko/r3mRvWtXx-Q/s320/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406540243273293362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanna this is where I hang up my school bag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfihqkUg_I/AAAAAAAABkI/YUNYKHbd4Ec/s1600/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfihqkUg_I/AAAAAAAABkI/YUNYKHbd4Ec/s320/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406538945671758834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a real sucker for watching the school kids especially at Assembly and singing..Grandparents day what a fantastic idea.... we never had that when my kids were little... I wonder if it is an acknowledgement for the work that grandparents do... or is it that more grandparents are looking after children. The children sang beautifully... they had also written poems about their grandparents... it did bring a tear to my eye.... and Jasmine kept an eye on me to make sure I was watching her... and she knew all the words to the songs.. so cleaver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfiiIKnHtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/nPezoUrpjw8/s1600/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfiiIKnHtI/AAAAAAAABkQ/nPezoUrpjw8/s320/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406538953616989906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me this has become very important because I never knew the concept of grandparents... or extended family... because mine all died young... as for my parents... I came from a rather dysfunctional family... so my children didn't grow up with grandparents... or rather they did know a sort of grandparent..... so it has been very important for me to be the best Nana possible .... our family has grown rather significantly... there are uncles and aunties and cousins... plus the fact that Ian and I are the Brady Bunch... three kids each which makes for seven grandchildren.... so we are steppies.... so to speak... but we all mix well and for all the grandchildren we are Nanna and Pops..... and we do our best to treat them all equally.... and believe me that can be a merry dance.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfiihrplHI/AAAAAAAABkY/k8PgxLsLNto/s1600/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfiihrplHI/AAAAAAAABkY/k8PgxLsLNto/s320/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406538960466449522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so proud of Jasmine... she looked so sweet... we sat on the mat and read a few stories... she showed me around the school and introduced me to the teacher... she is so cleaver sometimes I think she is way beyond her years.... she is a bright cookie... and needs lots of one to one time... there are no flies on this girl.. does not miss a trick... she has a better sense of direction than me... in fact on this morning I took her to school and she showed me the way.... which was a good 20 mins from home.... she was 4 when she did this... I am slow at putting this post up.... because grandparent day was at the beginning of this year.... sorry Jasmine... just too busy....&lt;br /&gt;But she did a brilliant job.... I got lost coming back to work....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfijHW-j0I/AAAAAAAABkg/e9fTo8iOc8A/s1600/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfijHW-j0I/AAAAAAAABkg/e9fTo8iOc8A/s320/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406538970580291394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-6432578724469567720?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/6432578724469567720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=6432578724469567720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/6432578724469567720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/6432578724469567720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/11/aprilgrandparents-day-jasmine.html' title='April...Grandparents day.... Jasmine...'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfjtMgonjI/AAAAAAAABko/r3mRvWtXx-Q/s72-c/jasmine+grandparents+day+09+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-6661452595022606488</id><published>2009-11-20T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T04:22:39.487-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchidren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanna'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanna and pops'/><title type='text'>The grandkids are growing up quickly</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Swectb08HBI/AAAAAAAABjQ/TiEHXsEW0AU/s1600/IMGP0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Swectb08HBI/AAAAAAAABjQ/TiEHXsEW0AU/s320/IMGP0765.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406462182059416594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been a long time since I have written on this blog... thought of it often but work is so busy that I have not had time. What reminded me was all the stories I have to tell about the grandies....they just make you laugh... they are so much fun... today Jess, Dlyan, Isabella and Logan all came to visit... the two older ones are four and the younger 16mths and 13mths... and off course there are the other  three grandchildren that were not here today... that would really make the house full.... surprising you think the house is big enough until you get the kids in it and it never seems big enough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfZvgMgJrI/AAAAAAAABj4/1k2QEctoqf4/s1600/IMGP0754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfZvgMgJrI/AAAAAAAABj4/1k2QEctoqf4/s320/IMGP0754.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406529287801022130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me as a Nanna it gives me time to play like a child again, watch cartoons and Disney Movies....it is so much fun.... and to listen to them talk.... the incredible stories they come out with and the way they mimic their parents... it is so much fun being a nanna, although there are times you cringe at what they say.... and wonder where do they get it from....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanna I don't like anything on your oven rail... please dont put tea towels on here!This is the only baby grandchild to come this close to Monty....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYq5dvOrI/AAAAAAAABjY/pdTWrr6OAus/s1600/IMGP0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYq5dvOrI/AAAAAAAABjY/pdTWrr6OAus/s320/IMGP0727.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406528109173226162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Logan is walking and like a walking tornado and an eating machine, Bella is sweet a real girl, with a high pitch squeal and trying to boss everyone, Dylan is a georgoues little man so helpful... ready to come to resuce everyone and Jessica, Miss Jessica wise beyond her years... "Nanna dont you know 'sex is when you get naked' pursing her lips towards me... its  a worry.... when I asked where did you hear that she replied "the TV".Grandpops said "I want to watch her TV"... I do wonder what is she watching on TV and do the kids just watch too much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYsCBe90I/AAAAAAAABjo/6LLfKNRiOhc/s1600/IMGP0741.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYsCBe90I/AAAAAAAABjo/6LLfKNRiOhc/s320/IMGP0741.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406528128650508098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan has almost finished his first year at kindy.... he bought his books for nanna to look at today.... how nice... he was so proud of the work he had done...."Nanna look I did this" so cute....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYrswDM_I/AAAAAAAABjg/VZ8h7tcCVBo/s1600/IMGP0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYrswDM_I/AAAAAAAABjg/VZ8h7tcCVBo/s320/IMGP0703.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406528122940240882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessica is always telling me she wants to marry Dyan..."Nanna he's my best friend" and I keep trying to explain you can not marry your cousin... especially your first cousin.... alas it falls on deaf ears... the only saving grace is that in a year or two she would make lots more friends and have a bigger social network her cousin won't be as important to her....she will be to busy with her school frends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYsfk_VsI/AAAAAAAABjw/hDd0yah-BYE/s1600/IMGP0773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SwfYsfk_VsI/AAAAAAAABjw/hDd0yah-BYE/s320/IMGP0773.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406528136584058562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes this is how I keep them all in one place....and quiet.... 'ice cream'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-6661452595022606488?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/6661452595022606488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=6661452595022606488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/6661452595022606488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/6661452595022606488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/11/grandkids-are-growing-up-quickly.html' title='The grandkids are growing up quickly'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/Swectb08HBI/AAAAAAAABjQ/TiEHXsEW0AU/s72-c/IMGP0765.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-9098844952147433662</id><published>2009-04-02T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T09:04:46.792-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandchidren'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mothers and daughters'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telethon toddle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat cat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='children'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fundraising'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='donations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanna and pops'/><title type='text'>Telethon Toddle 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTXlPiG6SI/AAAAAAAAAr8/fXodMiXl1E0/s1600-h/march+2009+173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTXlPiG6SI/AAAAAAAAAr8/fXodMiXl1E0/s320/march+2009+173.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320114094656121122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Chapin sings a song called ‘circle’ this song is apt when you think about life and how things go round in swings and roundabouts. I remember when I used to take my children to the telethon breakfast and building the money brick wall now that would be over 20 years ago. Now I am going with my grandchildren – life is really a circle! When you do these things when your children are young you really do not realise what impact it has if any impact. For my daughter Faye, she remembers those times as happy fun family times, going to meet Fat Cat, Percy and Humphrey B Bear, she now wants her children to enjoy the same things. I must say it is different now to what it was back then, it’s more complicated now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;All my life's a circle;&lt;br /&gt;Sunrise and sundown;&lt;br /&gt;Moon rolls thru the night time;&lt;br /&gt;Till the daybreak comes around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my life's a circle;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't tell you why;&lt;br /&gt;Season's spinning round again;&lt;br /&gt;The years keep rollin' by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTZyLp9RNI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5gcVIlB7YXU/s1600-h/march+2009+203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTZyLp9RNI/AAAAAAAAAsE/5gcVIlB7YXU/s320/march+2009+203.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320116515976856786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faye decided that it would be a good idea to go on the Telethon 2km Toddle walk this year, and both sets of grandees can go along for the walk too. Yes great idea, I love being a grandparent, however I think I am old enough for the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday morning is usually our sleep in morning – not this Sunday we are up at the crack of dawn, well not quite. We decided that as there were two sets of grandparents going we need more children to go, so we took Jasmine 4.5yrs and Talia almost 2yrs old. It was the first time we had taken Talia out without mum and dad – she was so excited, going out with big sis, nanna and pops. Talia proudly waved bye bye to a nervous mum and dad, mind you I am sure they would enjoy a few hours break with only Sam left at home (8mths). We would be meeting them later in the day for a family birthday lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not sure of the numbers that attended, but it was packed. I was a little disappointed at the organisation of the day. The first problem was the power went off and the walk was delayed for at least 30 mins. Dylan enjoyed watching Bob the Builder and Jasmine is old enough to really enjoy the dancing routines; her favourite was the bumble bees. The walk really needs to be a one way walk, not 1km there and turn around and come back. The path is too narrow with pushers, prams, bikes, toddlers, dogs and some oldies, not me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTZzGI18-I/AAAAAAAAAsU/-RAurtcmIuo/s1600-h/march+2009+233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTZzGI18-I/AAAAAAAAAsU/-RAurtcmIuo/s320/march+2009+233.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320116531675657186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun to see the markers each 0.5km and we took Jasmines picture at each sign, she was really good and walked the whole two k’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTbJxTjUEI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Pw1onHfCeQs/s1600-h/march+2009+237.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTbJxTjUEI/AAAAAAAAAsk/Pw1onHfCeQs/s320/march+2009+237.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320118020732047426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTbJls_GEI/AAAAAAAAAsc/nTA_GQLTvm4/s1600-h/march+2009+217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTbJls_GEI/AAAAAAAAAsc/nTA_GQLTvm4/s320/march+2009+217.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320118017617500226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTZyuPoDJI/AAAAAAAAAsM/yVpyHI9umV0/s1600-h/march+2009+223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTZyuPoDJI/AAAAAAAAAsM/yVpyHI9umV0/s320/march+2009+223.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320116525261655186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Dylan he to walked but often had a ride on Dad’s shoulders, Talia was in the stroller for ¾ of the way and Isabella was in the pusher and managed a sleep. Both granddads did well, and off course the nanna’s didn’t have a problem. At the end of the walk was the ‘good fairy’ and the kids had their photo with her and received some fairy dust, off course grand pops wanted his picture taken, what a surprise that was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTcmPgtfnI/AAAAAAAAAss/1oNYJaszXhc/s1600-h/march+2009+235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTcmPgtfnI/AAAAAAAAAss/1oNYJaszXhc/s320/march+2009+235.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320119609388269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTcmwMr2xI/AAAAAAAAAs0/fYVb_OhM0dY/s1600-h/march+2009+251.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTcmwMr2xI/AAAAAAAAAs0/fYVb_OhM0dY/s320/march+2009+251.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320119618162645778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was disappointed that Fat Cat only appeared on stage for a short period, it would be nice if he could mingle amongst the kids so that the grandparents could take some photos, alas that did not happen. It was time for a nice cold drink and some food, thank goodness the other nanna and Faye were organised with food, as we were going out for lunch, I just took a packet of biscuits and some water. Better planning is required for next year. All the kids had balloons, Jasmine seem to lose every balloon we managed to give her. We took Dylan, Jasmine and Talia on the mini Ferris wheel - Talia was all keen to go on, until it started to move upwards, then the crying started and the call of 'nanna' came - it was time to go to the rescue and get her off - it reminded me of the time when we were in Durban and Faye went on a spinning wheel and really did not like it, in fact she was sick, so there was flying vomit!!! yuk, it took her a long time to forgive me and she was much older than Talia. So I was very worried about little Talia, I didn't want her upset or traumatised. Nothing some fairy floss did not fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTeKWoi_wI/AAAAAAAAAtE/6168bLt76rE/s1600-h/march+2009+259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTeKWoi_wI/AAAAAAAAAtE/6168bLt76rE/s320/march+2009+259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320121329287102210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTeJQ0xmyI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pVwqyJR8NFQ/s1600-h/march+2009+247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTeJQ0xmyI/AAAAAAAAAs8/pVwqyJR8NFQ/s320/march+2009+247.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320121310547909410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good time was had by all, we left about 1230 to go to lunch, I thought the kids would have a sleep in the car, you know what thought did! the others stayed and had a nice picnic lunch and then all went home for an afternoon siesta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTheCEfE3I/AAAAAAAAAtM/WOziI3uI1d8/s1600-h/march+2009+245.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTheCEfE3I/AAAAAAAAAtM/WOziI3uI1d8/s320/march+2009+245.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320124965899408242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be good until the next nanna adventure with the little darlings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-9098844952147433662?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/9098844952147433662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=9098844952147433662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/9098844952147433662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/9098844952147433662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/04/telethon-toddle-2009.html' title='Telethon Toddle 2009'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdTXlPiG6SI/AAAAAAAAAr8/fXodMiXl1E0/s72-c/march+2009+173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-8099514173996142886</id><published>2009-03-30T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T21:04:55.501-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The making of Isabells christening gown</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdGOLhWdZWI/AAAAAAAAArc/NQIzCBOVtEE/s1600-h/christening+09+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdGOLhWdZWI/AAAAAAAAArc/NQIzCBOVtEE/s320/christening+09+020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319188963483542882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella's christening was last week, Faye organised it for March and has asked me to make the dress. Which was not unexpected as I did make Dylan's outfit and his was a challenge because you want it to be special but boyish. Me I like grandiose, lace pretty etc, but for a boy well you have to curtail the pretty and lace, so I made a Satin suit, bow tie and a satin blue embosted waist coat. However for a girl, well, I could just go mad. But my daughter added a special challenge for me, that was to incorporate some family lace on her husbands side for me to use - some beautifully handmade lace which was around some pillow cases. The lace was handmade by Isabella's great grandmother it was quite heavy looked croqueted but it wasn't it was very nice but not what I had in mind, so I had to re think the whole outfit. I looked for a pattern that would enhance both my ideas of what I wanted and also bring out the best in the lace. I spent several weeks looking for material that would match this lace. If you know anything about material it fades or looses it's original colour, for whites they go yellowish or off white. I eventually found some beautiful off white satinish material, imprinted with a rose through out, it matched the lace perfectly. Faye and I both went to this fantastic store called &lt;a href="http://www.fabulousfabrics.com.au/"&gt;'Fabulous Fabrics' &lt;/a&gt;in Balcatta, what a store, lace galore from all prices we looked at some that were $175.00 per meter, I could not justify that, we settled for one that was $45.00 per meter and it was fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdGPQPabreI/AAAAAAAAArk/qb1zibe-wCs/s1600-h/christening+09+025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdGPQPabreI/AAAAAAAAArk/qb1zibe-wCs/s320/christening+09+025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319190144079343074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the hard bit was done, finding the pattern, lace and material. I set aside a whole weekend for the job of making the outfit, nobody was invited to the house for dinner and no looking after grandchildren or socialising with friends. A small problem occurred I had not used my sewing machine for at least a year an had forgotten how to use the roll hem feature - so had to call on my Shaz to help, we used to do lots of crafts together, those were the days, making teddy bears, where have they gone! just not enough time. Thankfully between us both we worked out how to roll hem the lace. I spent the whole weekend sewing - Bella had a fitting on the Saturday night, Faye cooked us a lovely dinner then it was home to burn the midnight oil, which is not unusual for me at the best of times.&lt;br /&gt;You might well ask how do you fit it all in, well you know there is an old saying 'the more you have to do in a day the more you do' 'the less you have to do, the less you do' how true that is for me, however very rarely do I have less to do.&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed challenge of making the outfit, where I added the lace was trial and error, it looked perfect on the bottom and around the sleeves of the dress, however the hat really showed off the lace and Bella, I am sure great grandmother would be smiling from heaven, both Nanni's and mum were delighted and Bella is truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get such joy out of making things for the children, I feel the days of hand making are over, it is so expensive now to make your own clothes. Material is not cheap any more and then off course there is your own time and labour. When my children were small it was cheaper to make there clothes, now it is not, apart from the personal pleasure there is no benefit from it at all. &lt;br /&gt;My consolation is that in generations to come I will be the great grandmother smiling from heaven and I will be remembered for making this gown and a tradition continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy &amp; grateful for having a wonderful family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdGSk812r6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/r0uoiDosWbY/s1600-h/Jess,+Dylan,+%26+Dlyan%27s+Christening+16+October+2005+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdGSk812r6I/AAAAAAAAAr0/r0uoiDosWbY/s320/Jess,+Dylan,+%26+Dlyan%27s+Christening+16+October+2005+085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319193798406221730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan's Christening 16 October 2006 &amp; Jessica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-8099514173996142886?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/8099514173996142886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=8099514173996142886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/8099514173996142886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/8099514173996142886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/03/making-of-isabells-christening-gown.html' title='The making of Isabells christening gown'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SdGOLhWdZWI/AAAAAAAAArc/NQIzCBOVtEE/s72-c/christening+09+020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-7290095487398120679</id><published>2009-01-16T06:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T07:51:08.381-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mums'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grandparents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nanna'/><title type='text'>Kings Park Adventure</title><content type='html'>Yes Nanna we will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnU3__HcI/AAAAAAAAAlk/dXna5gbqcVc/s1600-h/2008+657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnU3__HcI/AAAAAAAAAlk/dXna5gbqcVc/s320/2008+657.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291913539231882690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnVCclFVI/AAAAAAAAAls/6EyXrEQ5Op4/s1600-h/2008+660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnVCclFVI/AAAAAAAAAls/6EyXrEQ5Op4/s320/2008+660.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291913542036165970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;View from Kings Park over looking Perth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been meaning to right up this adventure for some months now, but as usual life is so busy and time passes so quickly. I have however drafted many starts to this blog, each one different from the other, finally I have begun. &lt;br /&gt;It’s funny as you get older as a parent, your children began to treat you as if you were the child – both kids (now in their 30’s twins) were a little unsure that I was going to be able to manage the grandchildren on my own – I had no doubt about it at all, in fact was very excited about it. Needless to say Dylan 3yrs and Jessica 3yrs were delightful and also excited that Nanna was taking them out to her favourite park. They chatted endlessly in the car, both trying to outdo the other. Dylan, “Jessie my daddy is at work today, he works lots”, Jessica, “yes Dylan my daddy is working lots to and he loves me”, Dylan, “my daddy loves me too”. They talked nonstop the whole journey, not one argument, just continuous one-up-man ship. It was very funny to listen too, I should have tapped it and added to the blog, it was entertaining for me. I had such fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once at the park we looked for a parking spot, which is much easier to find with two kids helping. I did not realise that the Red Bull air show was on the same day, and from Kings Park it is a bird’s eye view of the aeroplanes, which they also enjoyed although it was noisy. We started at the top of the park and looked at the War Memorial; the kids enjoyed playing on the walls and climbing the stairs. When you have time to just let them play it is so much more fun, I sat and watched how simply they played with each other keeping me in their sights, it was a real treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnVvzqhsI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_QYxfkrMdIc/s1600-h/2008+670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnVvzqhsI/AAAAAAAAAl8/_QYxfkrMdIc/s320/2008+670.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291913554212587202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me help you Jess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnVdc8BKI/AAAAAAAAAl0/WxEjfguqnic/s1600-h/2008+667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnVdc8BKI/AAAAAAAAAl0/WxEjfguqnic/s320/2008+667.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291913549285426338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how you do it! Nanna come on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan decided he would try and climb every tree he saw, Jess was happy to follow and do rollie pollie on the grass, having small children gives you permission to do silly things as an adult, like rollie pollie down the hill, we laughed and laughed – it was now lunch time – time to cue at the kiosk, for yes you guessed it a healthy lunch of chicken nuggets and chips with mayo for Dylan and tomato sauce for Jess, orange juice and water. Nanna enjoyed a cup of coffee and a sandwich. All was eaten with great gusto, sitting nicely at the table under the umbrella. Now it was time for the playground, “let’s go Nanna.”&lt;br /&gt;Now the kids run and run, climbing on every possible piece of play equipment with Nanna watching with her eagle eyes. Heaven help trying to explain to their parents something happened whilst in my care&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired Nanna and I am going to rest!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCpctWGlvI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ik8FGvalZ4g/s1600-h/2008+687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCpctWGlvI/AAAAAAAAAmU/ik8FGvalZ4g/s320/2008+687.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291915872834066162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did it Dylan, look we are at the top!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCsMKGzWRI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GTYAMhgqcsM/s1600-h/2008+709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCsMKGzWRI/AAAAAAAAAmk/GTYAMhgqcsM/s320/2008+709.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291918887031626002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCpcV8tOWI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1FJp4f2iGYg/s1600-h/2008+708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCpcV8tOWI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1FJp4f2iGYg/s320/2008+708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291915866553530722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Treats, laughter &amp; fun were bountiful, great therapy I recommend it for anyone with kids, spend time having lots and lots of merriment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCpc9mds-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/H_Tht2mQzvY/s1600-h/2008+719.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCpc9mds-I/AAAAAAAAAmc/H_Tht2mQzvY/s320/2008+719.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291915877197657058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was home time now, and you guessed it, the little darlings slept all the way home, it was a quiet drive home. I smiled to myself with great satisfaction, we all had a fantastic time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnWaZ-CvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6a6xKn6tD0w/s1600-h/2008+720.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnWaZ-CvI/AAAAAAAAAmE/6a6xKn6tD0w/s320/2008+720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291913565647538930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't they just beautiful!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-7290095487398120679?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/7290095487398120679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=7290095487398120679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/7290095487398120679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/7290095487398120679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2009/01/kings-park-adventure.html' title='Kings Park Adventure'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/SXCnU3__HcI/AAAAAAAAAlk/dXna5gbqcVc/s72-c/2008+657.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4338566979519180949.post-2757810867797491607</id><published>2008-10-30T22:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T22:55:55.733-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to my Nanna world!</title><content type='html'>I decided that I would start a blog about what it is like to be a Nanna, the good, the bad and the ugly! not that I have experienced any except the good.&lt;br /&gt;I just love being a Nanna, I love the joy the babies, toddlers bring to my life, they make me smile and I think they are just amazing little beings, so impressionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However saying that there are lots of issues surrounding being a Nanna, besides enjoying the beautiful grandchild - it is dealing with the grown up children that sometimes create the most dilemmas.&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to comment and share stories about the many wonderful issues surrounding being a grandparent, and finding that balance in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will start with this one. I suggested to my wonderful daughter that I might take both grandchild to Kings Park for a few hours on Saturday - the lovely little cherubs are both 3yrs old, cousins. My daughter's response was "both of them", me - "yes, you know I did have young children once, in fact you two are twins - remember?" she laughed and said " you know you're not as young as you were then?" " you're 20yrs older" lovely daughter, she is really my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am looking forward to the brave adventure of taking my lovely Little ones to one of my favourite parks.&lt;br /&gt;I will report after the weekend to see if my daughter was correct!&lt;br /&gt;watch this space!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4338566979519180949-2757810867797491607?l=nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/feeds/2757810867797491607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4338566979519180949&amp;postID=2757810867797491607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/2757810867797491607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4338566979519180949/posts/default/2757810867797491607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nannasworld-paulinerose.blogspot.com/2008/10/welcome-to-my-nanna-world.html' title='Welcome to my Nanna world!'/><author><name>InfoMidwife</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00843289052323073178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='13' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-62BDqBrXps/TRREymYG5iI/AAAAAAAAChc/mePsdJ58kt0/S220/infomidwife%2Blogo%2Blo-res%2BRGB.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
