My Mum Grows Young

Sunday was my Mum’s birthday. She was thirty-five. Apparently for the last ten years, she has been getting a year younger with each birthday. I’m not sure on the science behind it but who am I to argue with my Mum?

My brother and his wife came up with this awesome idea. Mum was sent on a treasure hunt, receiving clues via text message to locate her treasure – her six kids.

I waited at the local pool where Mum had taken me thousands of times. Justin waited at Mum and Dad’s first house, Karina chose the hospital where Mum had helped her through six labours, Leah chose Kumon (this scary Maths tutoring program that she hated but Mum made her do), Alisa waited at The Haven and Rach chose to wait at the dance hall where she became this crazy ballerina.

After all that, we had a picnic in the park. It was the best.

These Little Ones

I remember when each of these kids were born. Jaxson (the guy eating a sandwich in the last photo) was first, and I was only in year nine back then. To put that in perspective, this year I'll be twenty seven.

When Tee Tee (pictured fifth, with the mean tongue) said hello to the world, I was living in Japan and had to wait to meet this special little lady. She began life as Jahleel before T-E-A-N-U was finally spelled out on her birth certificate.

The kids in these photos are growing up. Maybe a little faster than their Mums and Dads would like. I love it though. Meet: Chanel, Paris, Phoenix, Abbie, Teanu, Annie, Logan, Ella, Jet and Jaxson - ten of the coolest kids ever.