Fathers Day

It's been a while since I've written a post for Oli's blog.

He's going thriving. Eating LOTS, getting big, sitting really well, squealing loudly, sleeping well (un-swaddled) & his general well being seems much better after making the switch from formula to raw milk (straight from the cow - unhomogenised & unpasteurized).

Yesterday was fathers day. Oli and I waited eagerly for daddy to come home from Wagga (where he had photographed a wedding) to give him cuddles, gifts and a yummy dinner. He got home at about 3:45pm. Oli was doing his doggy paddle out of water thing again. Damo hung out with us for a little while before hitting the office to meet some work deadlines. I was a little upset he couldn't spend the rest of the day with us, but hey, someones got to put the food on the table. At the rate Oli's going, he'll be eating us out of house and home at the age of 1!

There's been talk of us moving to the city so Damo can spend more time with us & not have to do so much driving, but to leave this place stunning for a tiny shit box in that noisy, dirty place would be an extremely hard move for me to make.

We've had my girlfriend Sahra staying for the past few days with her gorgeous baby girl Kiana. I dropped her off at the train station yesterday morning, wishing she could stay for longer. It was great to see her, and I think Kiana and Oli really enjoyed each others company.

Oli's uncles Paddy-Jack and Kieren came to visit yesterday too which the little man loved! It was great to watch them play with him and make him laugh.