Kerry spotted this bit of gratuitous vandalism on the back streets of Newtown recently.
Do the youth of today have nothing better to do wth their time! What happened to cutting up hoses for home made bongs? Setting fire to letterboxes? Putting out cigarettes in precious pot plants? Common theft and debauchery?
What is the world coming to?
The sound of a toddler, quietly playing, babbling to himself, the occasional exclamation of delight.
There is a strong temptation to leave him be, not to interfere, to sit on the couch, enjoying your coffee without interruptions.
But on that path lies…
Certain destruction.
In honour of Jane’s new place, she invited a few friends over for a fabulous Brazilian feast.
Cassava
Beans & Rice
Egg with Cassava Flour
Great Spread!
Owen & Jane
Owen & Jane
Inigo, Owen & Jane
Inigo, Owen & Jane
Inigo, Owen & Jane
Jane & Owen
Owen & Josephine
King of the castle!
Happy Housewarming Jane!
*Tia means Aunt in Portuguese, and Nani was what Jane was called as a little kid.
I hope this isn’t going to turn into a fail blog, but when looking up “Sweetness, The Patisserie”, I found this…
Lunch Al Fresco. Malle cooked a gorgeous curry with fresh veggies from the garden, we had a pre-lunch snack of fresh figs straight from the tree, and dessert was a gorgeous apple tart (with apples from the orchard of course!).
Showing off his new climbing prowess.
Curls!
Oscar and Inigo having an adventure
Oscar wins the shoe! 
We should have called him Herb
A post prandial stroll
Unfortunately I was too lazy to get the camera when we were chatting to the cows, but I got to stand in the paddock next to one of the cows as she was having a snack. I’ve patted a cow before, but it’s really quite an experience to be right there with no fence between you and her. Millie is quite big, David estimates that she is about 500kg!
Middle box, left hand side.
That’s pretty bad. I really don’t play this game much, so the failure rate IME (in my experience) is pretty high!
Passed out with a laptop on his belly…
There is a review of maternity services in Australia, and soon private indemnity insurance will not be available to homebirth midwives, and the Government has decided not to cover them.
Essentially, this rules out homebirth as an option for Australian women.
Now, you might think, “who would want a homebirth, it’s dangerous!”, but in European countries where homebirth is routine (about 30%), maternal and infant mortality is the same (or lower) than it is here.
I would not have been able to give birth to Inigo at home, and if I ever had another child, I don’t think that homebirth would necessarily be the right choice for that birth, but I definitely want that choice to be available to other women. Birthing in a hospital definitely makes you appreciate “what could have been”.
So if you have a minute, please sign the petition here.
Thanks to Big Green Coat for reminding me to post about this.
Here.
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