As Eilish gets older I am finding it harder to get her to smile for me when taking a photo. I have a lot of great pics of the back of her head or her running around a corner. I think she may be taking after her mother. Though I do hope she grows out of it soon as hair is fairly limited in its interest stakes.
Last November we took the kids to an adventure playground in a place called St Kilda. I think this was the start of Eilish hiding from the dreaded lens. However, I have had a play around and scrapped some of the pics I took that day. Low and behold, a scrap page that has Eilish's thumbs up of approval.
I went shopping today to the local Westfield, in search of sturdy bubbly glasses. Over a few drinks with the girls at the rugby club we decided it would be fun to have our own personalised bubbly glasses behind the bar. So I have shopped, I have bought, and I have dropped off at an engravers to be picked up tomorrow. Just in time for drinks at Thursday training me thinks. And what have we engraved on our glasses? Sam (The Web-Mistress), Paula (Queen Bubbles), Donna (The Goner), and Lisa (Watch Out) - cause it is always the quiet ones you have to watch out for.
Cheers!