<?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-1026588186744778781</id><updated>2011-07-28T20:40:46.999+10:00</updated><title type='text'>these days...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>35</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-5196473982432266725</id><published>2010-01-16T20:55:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T21:09:35.190+11:00</updated><title type='text'>busy, busy...</title><content type='html'>Yeah, yeah, I have been really slack lately with my blog. But it has been pretty hectic lately...&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GN_tbhFZI/AAAAAAAAANM/K039fsPdRK8/s1600-h/jan2010+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427275151624443282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GN_tbhFZI/AAAAAAAAANM/K039fsPdRK8/s320/jan2010+090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...little girls growing up, getting teeth (currently has 3), crawling super fast and 'cruising' on furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GN_Ju3DaI/AAAAAAAAANE/BcURclVwcjI/s1600-h/jan2010+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427275142041898402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GN_Ju3DaI/AAAAAAAAANE/BcURclVwcjI/s320/jan2010+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...big brother's and little sister's spending time together, usually wrestling (little sister is getting very tough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GN-wrkUKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YcMqAuuDoOs/s1600-h/jan2010+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427275135317201058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GN-wrkUKI/AAAAAAAAAM8/YcMqAuuDoOs/s320/jan2010+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... oh what fun it is to jump around in the cot together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNslugLiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iNDl1oQLOck/s1600-h/jan2010+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427274823139077666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNslugLiI/AAAAAAAAAM0/iNDl1oQLOck/s320/jan2010+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... dressing my boys to attend my Grandmother's funeral (Grandma was affectionately known as GG to her great-grandchildren)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNsJK0IWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AhGqSyUttm4/s1600-h/jan2010+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427274815473197410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNsJK0IWI/AAAAAAAAAMs/AhGqSyUttm4/s320/jan2010+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... my little guy going to daycare for the first time! He was fine, but I cried all the way home (what a sad, sad mother!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNr6s-CuI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eGe5ZgoYuOY/s1600-h/jan2010+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427274811589921506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNr6s-CuI/AAAAAAAAAMk/eGe5ZgoYuOY/s320/jan2010+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... little girl's cooking up a storm in the new kitchen (this is her newish face that she pulls- totally scrunching up her face with a smile wedged somewhere in there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNrLsbTVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fv54njCSbnk/s1600-h/jan2010+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427274798971178322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNrLsbTVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/fv54njCSbnk/s320/jan2010+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... dressing little girl in trendy new sandal's and head band from a super Auntie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNqlFcjiI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dot3FsZI4ps/s1600-h/jan2010+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427274788607135266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GNqlFcjiI/AAAAAAAAAMU/dot3FsZI4ps/s320/jan2010+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ... and finally, celebrating Christmas with loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-5196473982432266725?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/5196473982432266725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=5196473982432266725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5196473982432266725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5196473982432266725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2010/01/busy-busy.html' title='busy, busy...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/S1GN_tbhFZI/AAAAAAAAANM/K039fsPdRK8/s72-c/jan2010+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-5317336482662380723</id><published>2009-11-16T08:56:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T09:00:14.314+11:00</updated><title type='text'>make it perfect...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;A hugely talented Aussie designer, Toni Coward of 'Make it Perfect' is having an insane giveaway of some of her patterns and products. To check out her blog and enter yourself, &lt;a href="http://tonicoward.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here's hoping I win something!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-5317336482662380723?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/5317336482662380723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=5317336482662380723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5317336482662380723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5317336482662380723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/11/make-it-perfect.html' title='make it perfect...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4835430278141903293</id><published>2009-10-27T14:32:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:46:51.926+11:00</updated><title type='text'>projects...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SuZqDFq_DXI/AAAAAAAAAME/N6jaa1yZj3U/s1600-h/kountrykloset09+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397117804744740210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SuZqDFq_DXI/AAAAAAAAAME/N6jaa1yZj3U/s320/kountrykloset09+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;While John was away last week in Japan, I stayed home with the children and got stuck into some sewing. I was determined to get a few projects completed and am happy to report that I finished what I set out to do- always a bonus! I made a few little pieces for some local markets- 5 girls skirts and some of my 'signature' baby bib's. I was so pleased with how they all turned out. I have to admit, I won't be disappointed if they don't sell- it means Carrington can have them!!!Now I need to get going on my Christmas projects... it never ends... and I love it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4835430278141903293?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4835430278141903293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4835430278141903293' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4835430278141903293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4835430278141903293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/10/projects.html' title='projects...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SuZqDFq_DXI/AAAAAAAAAME/N6jaa1yZj3U/s72-c/kountrykloset09+010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-6833214845219014559</id><published>2009-10-14T21:42:00.009+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T22:21:51.200+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hi-5...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;One, two, three, four, high-5!!! Aussie children's entertainers, Hi-5 are among Lachlan's favourite people to watch on tv. Thanks to our Media Centre, we have about 45 episodes of their tv performances and Lachlan insists we watch at least one per day. So when we saw that they were coming to Castle Towers Shopping Centre, we simply had to go! We were so excited and left home early to ensure we had good seats. Hi-5 were due to appear at 11am, so we were there by 9:15am, and were very pleasantly surprised- the cast were all there! They were so friendly and immediately approached us, introducing themselves and showing a keen interest in Lachlan (and even Carrington who was oblivious to it all and happily sitting in the pram!). We got to chat with them and have photo's. Lachlan and Lauren even made up a secret hand-shake! Lachlan was shy at first, but soon warmed up to them, and followed them as they mingled with the growing crowd. Even though they were busy, they still remained aware of Lachlan and kept giving him cuddles and chatting to him. I was really impressed by how nice they are!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr2ozvsRI/AAAAAAAAALk/zphfqQFCeGY/s1600-h/Lachlan+Hi+5+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392405084001775890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr2ozvsRI/AAAAAAAAALk/zphfqQFCeGY/s320/Lachlan+Hi+5+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim, Lachlan, Stevie and Lauren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr3B5GcrI/AAAAAAAAALs/7b7SPw94XCA/s1600-h/Lachlan+Hi+5+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392405090735125170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr3B5GcrI/AAAAAAAAALs/7b7SPw94XCA/s320/Lachlan+Hi+5+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr2ozvsRI/AAAAAAAAALk/zphfqQFCeGY/s1600-h/Lachlan+Hi+5+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lachlan had a nervous 'hand in the mouth' thing happening, so Tim, Stevie and Lauren followed his lead, posing the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr4SacEqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hbjV4b4_bPs/s1600-h/Lachlan+Hi+5+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr4SacEqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hbjV4b4_bPs/s1600-h/Lachlan+Hi+5+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392405112349790882" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr4SacEqI/AAAAAAAAAL8/hbjV4b4_bPs/s320/Lachlan+Hi+5+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stevie's little shadow. Lachlan wanted to be wherever he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr3yoHnhI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cmiw8irfJT4/s1600-h/Lachlan+Hi+5+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr3yoHnhI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cmiw8irfJT4/s1600-h/Lachlan+Hi+5+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392405103817235986" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr3yoHnhI/AAAAAAAAAL0/cmiw8irfJT4/s320/Lachlan+Hi+5+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lachlan having cuddles with Lauren before the Hi-5 cast had to leave to get ready for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time 11am rolled around, Lachlan was so tired from waiting all that time, that he wasn't very interested in the show. I think he was still in awe of meeting his favourite people and hanging out with them. No doubt he will enjoy his beloved Hi-5 with even more passion now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-6833214845219014559?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/6833214845219014559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=6833214845219014559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/6833214845219014559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/6833214845219014559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/10/hi-5.html' title='hi-5...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/StWr2ozvsRI/AAAAAAAAALk/zphfqQFCeGY/s72-c/Lachlan+Hi+5+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4441796433298730457</id><published>2009-09-24T15:50:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T16:10:14.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my girl...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsIsWgmaQI/AAAAAAAAALc/tqs9n_CGTwU/s1600-h/august09+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384907337501141250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsIsWgmaQI/AAAAAAAAALc/tqs9n_CGTwU/s320/august09+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;She's getting older- nearly 5 months. Time passes too quickly. I must savour every moment. My darling, my daughter... my best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4441796433298730457?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4441796433298730457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4441796433298730457' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4441796433298730457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4441796433298730457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-girl.html' title='my girl...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsIsWgmaQI/AAAAAAAAALc/tqs9n_CGTwU/s72-c/august09+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-7410306554275908033</id><published>2009-09-24T15:29:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T15:48:18.685+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the beach...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384902855650826466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEneUN2OI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YMn9K3nzXGQ/s320/august09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; It was the first hot day in a long time on Saturday 12&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; September. So we decided to make it a day of firsts. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; had never been to the beach (living in the Western Suburbs means that it is a bit of a hike), so we weren't sure how he would enjoy it. He LOVED IT!!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384902868433262050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEoN7yVeI/AAAAAAAAAK8/1Ug1Gw8vgj4/s320/august09+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;John and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; wasted no time and were at the waters edge as soon as we got there. Although the weather was lovely and warm, the water was still quiet chilly, but that didn't stop &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt;. He just wanted more. And more. He had a blast jumping over the waves or trying to outrun them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEpSUmVoI/AAAAAAAAALM/u9QilQVb-Gc/s1600-h/august09+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384902886790944386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEpSUmVoI/AAAAAAAAALM/u9QilQVb-Gc/s320/august09+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Carrington&lt;/span&gt; probably had no idea what was going on, but she didn't mind digging her little feet into the sand- a new sensation for her. She always just goes with the flow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEoh_AyFI/AAAAAAAAALE/cwiSWBFCuL4/s1600-h/august09+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384902873815500882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEoh_AyFI/AAAAAAAAALE/cwiSWBFCuL4/s320/august09+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384902899055348674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEqAAqS8I/AAAAAAAAALU/ZemnDHSqtjk/s320/august09+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I couldn't resist these &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nudie&lt;/span&gt; shots- what a cute little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;toosh&lt;/span&gt;! At that age, who cares what you're wearing (or not wearing) as long as you're having fun right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-7410306554275908033?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/7410306554275908033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=7410306554275908033' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7410306554275908033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7410306554275908033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/09/beach.html' title='the beach...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SrsEneUN2OI/AAAAAAAAAK0/YMn9K3nzXGQ/s72-c/august09+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-1552217816380805562</id><published>2009-09-04T19:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:54:32.524+10:00</updated><title type='text'>family photo's...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;My dear friend Sarah took some lovely photo's of our family during August. I haven't seen all of them yet, but I am delighted with the ones I have already seen. She is so talented and I am very grateful she shared her amazing talent with my family and I. Click &lt;a href="http://www.sarahbirks.blogspot.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see some...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-1552217816380805562?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/1552217816380805562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=1552217816380805562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1552217816380805562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1552217816380805562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/09/family-photos.html' title='family photo&apos;s...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-7446453621317248895</id><published>2009-08-25T20:54:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T21:52:23.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the update...</title><content type='html'>Here are a few photo's of the little ones. I have been really slack with updating my blog, so they are pretty random photo's but they show some of the things we have been up to...&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373853612882727122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDY5bTENI/AAAAAAAAAKU/UnJkvcxHptM/s320/august09+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrington is now 3 1/2 months old and I just can't believe how much she has grown and changed. She loves to chatter away with her baby babble and is a really settled and happy girl. She is going through the 'sucking on anything' phase, so I am guessing that her little teeth are starting to move around in her gums already. She gives the best smiles- her whole face lights up and it melts my heart! She is still in a great routine and since 10 1/2 weeks, has been sleeping through the night from 9:30pm until 6:30am... it makes all the difference to my sanity!!! I owe it all to a fabulous book I read before I had Lachlan called "On becoming Babywise" by Gary Ezzo. When I followed the principles with Lachlan, he too was really settled and slept through the night within 12 weeks. I highly recommend this book to all mothers!!! &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDakIK2RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/aZ2Wzjkbiq0/s1600-h/august09+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373853641525090578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDakIK2RI/AAAAAAAAAKs/aZ2Wzjkbiq0/s320/august09+086.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is why I LOVE having a little girl- to dress her up! I found this pretty fabric before I had Carrington and made this Amy Butler dress in the hope of having a girl. She wore it for the first time to church on Sunday 23rd August and looked oh so pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDaIfengI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4DgGgFF_if8/s1600-h/august09+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373853634106662402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDaIfengI/AAAAAAAAAKk/4DgGgFF_if8/s320/august09+088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDZTBtIWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/daxhXW-NmBU/s1600-h/august09+070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373853619754705250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDZTBtIWI/AAAAAAAAAKc/daxhXW-NmBU/s320/august09+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lachlan loves so be really involved with everything I do with Carrington. His latest thing is wanting to give her the bottle. Doesn't he look so proud?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDYVN-BDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/umVqIsgKBN8/s1600-h/august09+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373853603163145266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDYVN-BDI/AAAAAAAAAKM/umVqIsgKBN8/s320/august09+059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the 28th July, Lachlan had to go to hospital to have grommets put in his ears. We had his hearing checked in June as he hadn't really started speaking much and was not at the level of communication that was typical of his age. The results showed that he had significant hearing loss due to a middle-ear infection that had gone undetected (we have since changed Doctors).  So after a visit to a ENT surgeon, Dr. Rundle, we booked him in for the  procedure. John took Lachlan to the Minchinbury Community Hospital on Tuesday 28th July at 7am. As the youngest patient of the day, Lachlan got to have his operation first. At 8:15am John called me at home to tell me Lachlan had just been put under general anesthetic and that all was going well so far. By 9am, Lachlan was back in his room recovering. I was surprised when they arrived home at 11:20am with Lachlan his usual energetic self playing and running around. It was hard to believe he had just been in hospital! Since then, we have noticed his hearing has improved greatly, and so has his speech. He is picking up more words and his volume has come down too now that he can hear how loud he is :) The grommets will fall out by themselves within the next 6-9 months. I was so proud of my little boy for being so brave! This photo was taken at 6:30am before the boys left for the hospital... Lachlan had no idea what was about to happen- ignorance is bliss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-7446453621317248895?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/7446453621317248895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=7446453621317248895' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7446453621317248895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7446453621317248895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/08/update.html' title='the update...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SpPDY5bTENI/AAAAAAAAAKU/UnJkvcxHptM/s72-c/august09+073.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4296243741834253137</id><published>2009-05-19T15:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T17:07:03.965+10:00</updated><title type='text'>she's here...!!!</title><content type='html'>Carrington Lorraine Smith has arrived! After a fairly short labour (only 3 1/2 hours from my waters being broken to her arrival) we got to meet our precious little girl. Her stats: born at 12:32pm on Friday 1st May, 2009; 8 pound 8 ounces (3.86kgs); 52cms long; 35cm head circumference. With dark hair, deep blue eyes and a 'cuddly' body, Carrington looks just like John did when he was a baby. She is such a good girl and is already into a routine. She feeds well, settles easily and sleeps, well, like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337402343357427666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/ShJDJwsoL9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/x1GhAO4lW50/s320/carrington+165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/ShJDKPC_r9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/f7abnTq8pU8/s1600-h/carrington+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337402351504306130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/ShJDKPC_r9I/AAAAAAAAAJs/f7abnTq8pU8/s320/carrington+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As you can see from this photo, it was a lot of hard work! I managed to do it all without an epidural, but I had a shot of Morphine 20 minutes before she arrived, which left me feeling very sedated and sleepy. I was able to feed Carrington straight away before having to be wheeled away into surgery. Carrington's shoulders got stuck as I was pushing her out and her heart rate dropped considerably, so they had to just reach in there and grab her out, resulting in a 4th degree tear. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/ShJDJ5q-P3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/E2LWP_z19EY/s1600-h/carrington+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337402345766403954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/ShJDJ5q-P3I/AAAAAAAAAJk/E2LWP_z19EY/s320/carrington+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lachlan loves his new sister. He is so gentle with her and is very curious. He loves to give her kisses, cuddles, hi-5 and knuckles. I hope they always share this special bond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4296243741834253137?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4296243741834253137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4296243741834253137' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4296243741834253137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4296243741834253137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/05/shes-here.html' title='she&apos;s here...!!!'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/ShJDJwsoL9I/AAAAAAAAAJc/x1GhAO4lW50/s72-c/carrington+165.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4452967841419204107</id><published>2009-04-30T16:59:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T17:19:15.248+10:00</updated><title type='text'>count down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I am now down to my final days before our baby arrives. At my recent Hospital appointment on Tuesday (28th April), the Doctor booked me in to be induced tomorrow- Friday 1st May. He was fairly confident that I would go into labour naturally before then as I was already 3cms dilated, but I think the baby has since developed stage freight and decided to stay where it is nice and cozy. The reason for the induction is that it seems I have developed Cholestasis again- the same condition I had with Lachlan which saw me induced at 37 weeks with him. This time around I have at least gone further in the pregnancy and tomorrow I will have reached 39 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With that in mind, we wanted to take some 'family' photo's as a memory of our last day before the exciting arrival of baby number 2. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SflMxRctzqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kfLZv8qNjrU/s1600-h/Ree+3rd+pregnancy+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330376043350838946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SflMxRctzqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kfLZv8qNjrU/s320/Ree+3rd+pregnancy+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SflMxMMS_KI/AAAAAAAAAJM/K_fMx1VqzN0/s1600-h/family+portrait+april+09+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330376041939795106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SflMxMMS_KI/AAAAAAAAAJM/K_fMx1VqzN0/s320/family+portrait+april+09+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I am feeling so many things right now, from elation (that I get to meet baby sooner than expected), to terror (remembering what really is involved in getting a baby from "in there" to "out here"), to anxiety (what happens if they don't end up inducing me and I am all preped and ready), to delight and happiness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wish me luck as I await the arrival of this precious child we are all eagerly awaiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4452967841419204107?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4452967841419204107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4452967841419204107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4452967841419204107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4452967841419204107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/04/count-down.html' title='count down...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SflMxRctzqI/AAAAAAAAAJU/kfLZv8qNjrU/s72-c/Ree+3rd+pregnancy+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-426024558519883244</id><published>2009-03-13T20:21:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:40:43.897+11:00</updated><title type='text'>updated pics...</title><content type='html'>Things have been a bit hectic around here lately... John has been busy converting part of our garage into another room, we have had family come and visit, and I have been hooked on reading the "Twilight" series. So I thought I'd add some pics of other things we have been up to in the past couple of months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SbomJyLyMOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pZ1rb9jPmjY/s1600-h/march09+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312600659968798946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SbomJyLyMOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pZ1rb9jPmjY/s320/march09+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One of John's work colleagues go married last weekend, so we got to dress up! Lachlan was babysat by his Auntie Caley so John and I could enjoy mingling with adults without having to run after him (which is getting increasingly difficult for me!). This dress makes my bump look HUGE.. I am currently 32 1/2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SbomJonctbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1X3yqT4H7pI/s1600-h/march09+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312600657400477106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SbomJonctbI/AAAAAAAAAI8/1X3yqT4H7pI/s320/march09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Swimming lessons! We started Lachlan in lessons mid February. He went to 2 before we had to stop due to John's chaotic work roster and other 'home reno' projects. Lachlan LOVES being in the water and we look forward to getting him back into lessons soon. (He had to wear a swimming cap as part of the pool regulations, hence the funny look on his face.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SbomJZx0ilI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OOWtKwu3TnE/s1600-h/march09+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312600653417450066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SbomJZx0ilI/AAAAAAAAAI0/OOWtKwu3TnE/s320/march09+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ahoy there Captain Feathersword! Lachlan went to a friends dress-up birthday party in February. Being only 22 1/2 months old, he doesn't know who any of the super-hero's are, but he does love the Wiggles! I made this little outfit for him and surprisingly he left most of it on for the duration of the party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-426024558519883244?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/426024558519883244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=426024558519883244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/426024558519883244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/426024558519883244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/03/updated-pics.html' title='updated pics...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SbomJyLyMOI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pZ1rb9jPmjY/s72-c/march09+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-2159413756836635181</id><published>2009-01-27T18:51:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T19:04:16.521+11:00</updated><title type='text'>australia day...</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we celebrated Australia Day as a family by having a good old Aussie BBQ lunch. John was due to start work at 2:30pm, so that's all we had time for. We tucked into some of our favourite foods, and couldn't go past enjoying some Tim Tams with our lunch. We got into the spirit of things by putting on removable tattoos of the Australian flag. John and Lachlan went with their arm, but I thought I'd be a little original...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SX698jsSziI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LN6geD1vPpU/s1600-h/aust+day+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295879059905105442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SX698jsSziI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LN6geD1vPpU/s320/aust+day+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SX698TWKAMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GIfE77VBm0o/s1600-h/aust+day+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295879055517286594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SX698TWKAMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/GIfE77VBm0o/s320/aust+day+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Happy Australia Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-2159413756836635181?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/2159413756836635181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=2159413756836635181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2159413756836635181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2159413756836635181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/01/australia-day.html' title='australia day...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SX698jsSziI/AAAAAAAAAIs/LN6geD1vPpU/s72-c/aust+day+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4206731665986213226</id><published>2009-01-09T20:46:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T20:54:32.312+11:00</updated><title type='text'>i love ice-cream...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWcdRgR3ocI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4Z_PGGu0VPA/s1600-h/icecream+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289228473929802178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWcdRgR3ocI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4Z_PGGu0VPA/s320/icecream+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The title of the post says it all... Lachlan loves ice-cream! He has tried it in the past, but we have limited the amount he gets and he has certainly never had his very own. So today when everyone else was having one, I thought we'd give him a real treat. Thank goodness we were outside because it proved to be very messy. Lachlan absolutely loved the independence and took his time with it, not realising that the longer you take, the more it melts away... just like my heart when I look at him- awwww!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4206731665986213226?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4206731665986213226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4206731665986213226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4206731665986213226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4206731665986213226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-love-ice-cream.html' title='i love ice-cream...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWcdRgR3ocI/AAAAAAAAAIY/4Z_PGGu0VPA/s72-c/icecream+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-5606154072558020581</id><published>2009-01-07T20:38:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:57:58.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hot days...</title><content type='html'>The past 2 days have seen Sydney reach temperatures of extreme heat, reaching over 40oC in some areas. Our suburb probably got very close to that, and boy did we feel it! Here's a glimpse of how we combated the heat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Day 1- yesterday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288485835308609554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR52P1BMBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/AcY2ifZh8Z8/s320/hot+days+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288485842710946050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR52rZ34QI/AAAAAAAAAIA/PwHsTO9ly38/s320/hot+days+032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We invited John's sister Julie and her son Liam over to splash around in our clam pool. The boys had a great time, and we adults cooled off too by dipping our feet in at every opportunity.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Day 2- today&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288485860582992882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR53t-5q_I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/4IKrAzK-cJw/s320/hot+days+054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288485853464604258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR53TdvrmI/AAAAAAAAAII/bm5I_40I3H8/s320/hot+days+052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;John didn't hold back this time around, and donned his board shorts to join Lachlan in the pool. We lazed around while enjoying some homemade ice-blocks. Needless to say all the fun in the pool really exhausted Lachlan and he slept for about 3 hours both afternoons- fine by me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-5606154072558020581?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/5606154072558020581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=5606154072558020581' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5606154072558020581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5606154072558020581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/01/hot-days.html' title='hot days...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR52P1BMBI/AAAAAAAAAH4/AcY2ifZh8Z8/s72-c/hot+days+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-7240652078968253119</id><published>2009-01-07T20:19:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T20:38:03.699+11:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas day...</title><content type='html'>I realised that I hadn't put any of my photos of Christmas onto my blog. I don't have that many as we chose to capture most of the commotion on our video recorder. But here are a couple from the big day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288479881437451026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR0br7hExI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WdP0f1JtL3g/s320/hot+days+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Christmas morning began around 7am when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; woke up. We began opening presents pretty much straight away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; enjoyed ripping the paper off his presents, but wasn't that interested in any of the gifts until we started to set a few of them up, in particular his new keyboard. He was so excited with it and loved yelling his gibberish into the microphone, banging away on the keys and generally making a lot of noise! After our pancake breakfast, we got ready and headed up to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Glenorie&lt;/span&gt; to Joanna and Andrew's home for Christmas lunch. After exchanging a mountain of gifts, we enjoyed a yummy traditional hot Christmas lunch. We were all so full after that! John got ready for work and left there around 2:30pm, returning again an hour or so later in his Police car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR0b9w4BPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1CE0SXIcibY/s1600-h/hot+days+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288479886224655602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR0b9w4BPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/1CE0SXIcibY/s320/hot+days+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288479889288915346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR0cJLc6ZI/AAAAAAAAAHw/h5I5wmjCzPE/s320/hot+days+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;After his visit (and a photo opportunity), John headed back to work and we headed home with a car full of generous gifts and left overs to keep us going for days. We all slept well that night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-7240652078968253119?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/7240652078968253119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=7240652078968253119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7240652078968253119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7240652078968253119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/01/christmas-day.html' title='christmas day...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SWR0br7hExI/AAAAAAAAAHg/WdP0f1JtL3g/s72-c/hot+days+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4329814780558834909</id><published>2009-01-03T19:59:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T20:16:56.202+11:00</updated><title type='text'>the artist...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It doesn't take long for disaster to strike when an unaccompanied toddler meets up with a permanent marker. I realised this on Tuesday the 23rd December when I left my angel child to play by himself for all of 30 seconds while I quickly sent an email. This is what I found when I came out into the hallway...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286990487184931522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SV8p1h-G-sI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6yfLcBucvME/s320/mother%27s+choice+pram+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you happen to stop by before we get it off (which I think will only be when we re-paint), then you won't miss it- Lachlan managed to choose the wall you first see when you come in the front door. I told the budding artist he might as well stand next to his artwork seeing as though the damage had already been done (Sorry it's a bit dark). &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286990494994335554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SV8p1_EBB0I/AAAAAAAAAHY/Qb1_Av8hPiI/s320/mother%27s+choice+pram+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The following day Lachlan proceeded to add to my pre-Christmas stress by sticking 2 sultanas up his nose. After a quick dash to our local Doctor, we were all in happier spirits again...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What would I do without my son Lachlan? Crazy as it seems, I really cherish these experiences. He won't be my adventurous 20 month old forever- time is so fleeting that I have learnt to find joy in my daily journey through life. When he is all grown up, with children of his own, I will have all of these memories to savour. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4329814780558834909?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4329814780558834909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4329814780558834909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4329814780558834909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4329814780558834909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2009/01/artist.html' title='the artist...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SV8p1h-G-sI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6yfLcBucvME/s72-c/mother%27s+choice+pram+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4057087253518239373</id><published>2008-12-14T20:22:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T20:31:32.284+11:00</updated><title type='text'>family photo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yesterday, we got together with my side of the family for our yearly family photo. It is something we started last year for my mum for her Christmas present, and I think it will probably become a regular event.  We went to my sister Joanna's home in Glenorie as they have such beautiful scenery and gardens. It was a bit of a challenge with Lachlan. Last year he was a placid 8 month old, but this time round, he is a very energetic 20 month old! He kept running off between shots, and thankfully didn't fall over in the mud until after all the photo's were taken- a blessing indeed. Here are my two faves: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUTQ1RX0_1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/b8ib9qcI3Q4/s1600-h/ree+family+photos+dec08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279574276800053074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUTQ1RX0_1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/b8ib9qcI3Q4/s320/ree+family+photos+dec08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUTQ0z8ZcrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kCNeAvWdd4U/s1600-h/ree+family+photos+dec08+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279574268900373170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUTQ0z8ZcrI/AAAAAAAAAHA/kCNeAvWdd4U/s320/ree+family+photos+dec08+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (I love this one as it looks like William and Lachlan are having a chat!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4057087253518239373?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4057087253518239373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4057087253518239373' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4057087253518239373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4057087253518239373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/12/family-photo.html' title='family photo...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUTQ1RX0_1I/AAAAAAAAAHI/b8ib9qcI3Q4/s72-c/ree+family+photos+dec08+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-8658446564399675930</id><published>2008-12-13T19:29:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T19:38:09.001+11:00</updated><title type='text'>me and my boy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUNylqsH2zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N-95Ft1iASY/s1600-h/nov+08+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279189179648432946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUNylqsH2zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N-95Ft1iASY/s320/nov+08+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is currently my fave photo. I am rarely in photo's these days as I am usually the one taking pics for my blog. John took this one a few weeks ago and I love it. Lachlan was actually sitting still  long enough to take the photo, which is a rarity in itself. He is usually such a busy little man, always on the go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-8658446564399675930?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/8658446564399675930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=8658446564399675930' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/8658446564399675930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/8658446564399675930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-and-my-boy.html' title='me and my boy...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SUNylqsH2zI/AAAAAAAAAG4/N-95Ft1iASY/s72-c/nov+08+019.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-645256667256716129</id><published>2008-11-25T21:22:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T21:33:38.306+11:00</updated><title type='text'>on the weekend...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We were invited to attend a friend's daughter's first birthday party last weekend. It was held at the beautiful &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Fagan&lt;/span&gt; Park in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Galston&lt;/span&gt;. We had a great time, especially Mr. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt;, who loved stuffing his face with all the yummy food and playing at the park...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272538921440885346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SSvSNsTnumI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NeYbhL7IXMk/s400/LJ+on+Horse+zoom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;In the past, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; has avoided these types of park entertainment, but loved rocking to and fro on this yellow pelican.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SSvSNtzo5cI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OJVrwT2rt_o/s1600-h/John+on+flying+fox+-+L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272538921843615170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SSvSNtzo5cI/AAAAAAAAAGo/OJVrwT2rt_o/s400/John+on+flying+fox+-+L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is John being a big kid on the flying fox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SSvSNp283EI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zWBRmqxXWys/s1600-h/Lachlan+on+Flying+Fox+-+L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272538920783764546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SSvSNp283EI/AAAAAAAAAGg/zWBRmqxXWys/s400/Lachlan+on+Flying+Fox+-+L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After seeing how it works, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; wanted a go on the flying fox too. He's showing how it's really done- one handed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272538925221845906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SSvSN6ZEm5I/AAAAAAAAAGw/W79PJSp8P6E/s400/Mo+Bros+-+L.jpg" border="0" /&gt;And we couldn't go past getting a shot of the 'mo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bro's&lt;/span&gt;', growing their moustaches for '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Movember&lt;/span&gt;' (I can't wait for the end of November so John can get rid of his!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-645256667256716129?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/645256667256716129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=645256667256716129' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/645256667256716129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/645256667256716129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-weekend.html' title='on the weekend...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SSvSNsTnumI/AAAAAAAAAGY/NeYbhL7IXMk/s72-c/LJ+on+Horse+zoom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-3454367827676279976</id><published>2008-11-14T19:33:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T19:40:06.205+11:00</updated><title type='text'>love playing outside...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;absolutely&lt;/span&gt; loves playing outside in our yard. He could play out there all day if he had the chance. Yesterday he discovered what happens when you mix water with dirt... MUD!!! And he loved it. I just let him go for it- he was having such a great time with the texture and sensation of it as he squeezed it, threw it (thankfully not at me!) and splashed around. I had to get a photo or two...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SR04LtRe9DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ry54pthWkao/s1600-h/mud+nov+08+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268428912875992114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SR04LtRe9DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ry54pthWkao/s320/mud+nov+08+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268428913855620690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SR04Lw7C5lI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/68fZbBL9W_U/s320/mud+nov+08+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-3454367827676279976?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/3454367827676279976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=3454367827676279976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/3454367827676279976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/3454367827676279976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/11/love-playing-outside.html' title='love playing outside...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SR04LtRe9DI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ry54pthWkao/s72-c/mud+nov+08+006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-5426993730819221257</id><published>2008-11-05T20:12:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:35:46.828+11:00</updated><title type='text'>'how does your garden grow?'...</title><content type='html'>We have been working on a new project since July this year- cultivating a veggie garden! We have always wanted to grow some of our own vegetables, but for various reasons, had never gotten around to doing it. So mid July, we decided to give it a try and got stuck in.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265099704086047394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFkSQEQKqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gw26Dim5_HI/s200/nov+08+misc+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here is John digging out a suitable spot in the yard for our garden. (I promise that amidst snapping the camera, I did help him!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFkSvgzhZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4b5PXg-gBsk/s1600-h/nov+08+misc+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265099712527304082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFkSvgzhZI/AAAAAAAAAFo/4b5PXg-gBsk/s200/nov+08+misc+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Here is what the garden looked like when we first planted the seedlings and barricaded it off so our dog Ushki could not get in (mind you, she is a Great Dane and the sides are not very high- needless to say, she has been known to get in from time to time... grrrr!). In the garden we planted Carrots and Onions, and in seed trays, we planted Chinese Cabbage, Lettuce and Cauliflower.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265099716049761378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFkS8on9GI/AAAAAAAAAFw/17WlElkEiW0/s200/nov+08+misc+045.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First signs of life!!! Here are the seed trays with signs of hope that we are on the right track!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265099725041687010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFkTeId2eI/AAAAAAAAAF4/DZZlqkEhzQw/s200/nov+08+misc+094.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Last week, we couldn't help ourselves and plucked a carrot to see what it was doing underneath all that soil. Although it was fairly tiny, we were thrilled! John and I got about 1cm each to taste. There is nothing like home-grown food- it was delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265099729164520178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFkTtfbSvI/AAAAAAAAAGA/2YSVfRrJcOE/s200/nov+08+misc+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This is what our garden looks like today- lots of lovely foliage and promise of good food to come. We have transplanted the seed tray veggies into the garden too and they are coming along nicely. The carrots will be the first to harvest and should be ready by the end of this month. We have really enjoyed our first experience and have learnt so much too. But we still have lots to learn. We are now keen to get a few more gardens going and are looking forward to planting some spring/summer fruits and veggies. We'll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-5426993730819221257?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/5426993730819221257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=5426993730819221257' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5426993730819221257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/5426993730819221257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-does-your-garden-grow.html' title='&apos;how does your garden grow?&apos;...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFkSQEQKqI/AAAAAAAAAFg/gw26Dim5_HI/s72-c/nov+08+misc+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-6685060808580132084</id><published>2008-11-05T19:51:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T20:11:22.294+11:00</updated><title type='text'>first motor show...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; The Sydney Motor Show arrived in town the weekend of 18-19&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; October. With his keen interest in cars, not to mention his job in Highway Patrol, John eagerly went along. This year he had a new buddy to take along, our son &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt;. With them both fitted with "Holden" t-shirts, they headed off to the city for a boys day out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFfkpWoFcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dfQu3CaYhZQ/s1600-h/nov+08+misc+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265094522553505218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFfkpWoFcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dfQu3CaYhZQ/s200/nov+08+misc+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265094525483542306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFfk0RM5yI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/rzbTDcXjc7o/s200/nov+08+misc+070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;As you can see, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; is totally loving the environment and all the dazzling colours, posing with a Lamborghini. (Unfortunately &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; fell asleep before the Holden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;pavilion&lt;/span&gt;, so no pics with our car team)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFfkSxqmoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DAlfrf3FVFQ/s1600-h/nov+08+misc+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265094516492900994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFfkSxqmoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/DAlfrf3FVFQ/s200/nov+08+misc+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Please Daddy, can I take this one home with me?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265094530557270210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFflHK32MI/AAAAAAAAAFY/T2h6qJXupJg/s200/nov+08+misc+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;This photo was to tempt me- my fave car, the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Chrysler&lt;/span&gt; 300C... so nice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-6685060808580132084?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/6685060808580132084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=6685060808580132084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/6685060808580132084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/6685060808580132084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/11/first-motor-show.html' title='first motor show...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SRFfkpWoFcI/AAAAAAAAAFI/dfQu3CaYhZQ/s72-c/nov+08+misc+084.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4748910551918928322</id><published>2008-10-22T19:40:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T19:52:02.792+11:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what...</title><content type='html'>Well, many of you may have already heard the rumours, so I will confirm them here- I'm having a baby! We are so excited about welcoming another child into our family, and for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt; to be an 'older brother'. I am 12 weeks and am due around the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; May 2009. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;excitement&lt;/span&gt; however, has been curtailed by constant morning sickness and nausea, not to mention the fatigue! How do women keep going back for more?!! I remind myself that I too have experienced this before, and so I am very thankful for amnesia that allows me to go back and do it all over again. So right now, my focus is on survival, and getting through each day as it comes. Hopefully I will start feeling better by week 16 (around the time I began feeling better with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt;). I am very grateful to have John around, and he really has been a huge help. So there you have it, Smith baby number 2 is on the way!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4748910551918928322?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4748910551918928322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4748910551918928322' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4748910551918928322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4748910551918928322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/10/guess-what.html' title='guess what...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-3345499914877652310</id><published>2008-09-02T21:34:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:39:10.172+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my boys...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SL0k7uAhfyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XxcNxfqLVFU/s1600-h/sept+08+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241386149710233378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SL0k7uAhfyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XxcNxfqLVFU/s200/sept+08+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Isn't this the sweetest? Last Friday (our anniversary) we all enjoyed afternoon siesta's. When I woke up from mine, I found my 2 gorgeous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;fellas&lt;/span&gt; asleep on the couch. My heart melted! I love them both so much and feel so blessed to have them in my life... love you guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-3345499914877652310?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/3345499914877652310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=3345499914877652310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/3345499914877652310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/3345499914877652310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-boys.html' title='my boys...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SL0k7uAhfyI/AAAAAAAAAEA/XxcNxfqLVFU/s72-c/sept+08+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-4374339769810845945</id><published>2008-09-02T21:17:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:42:59.735+10:00</updated><title type='text'>anniversary...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Last Friday was our 5 year Wedding Anniversary. We can hardly believe it has been that long. We wanted to do something special for it, but with a mortgage and a child, that wish was very limited. As Lachlan and I weren't well, we started the day off with a visit to the Doctor, followed by an appointment with our bank- yes, very romantic! Thankfully, John's mum came to the rescue and travelled from Mittagong to babysit Lachlan that night so we could go out. We enjoyed a delicious meal at "The Outback" restaurant and hired a DVD on the way home. To others, that may not seem that great, but it was to us! So until we become millionaires and can jet-set off on romantic getaways, we'll take what we can get!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-4374339769810845945?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/4374339769810845945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=4374339769810845945' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4374339769810845945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/4374339769810845945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/09/anniversary.html' title='anniversary...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-1499883657608797466</id><published>2008-09-02T21:05:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:16:16.159+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my husband, the genius...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I didn't get around to doing the vacuuming today, so I asked John to help out and do this for me when he got home from work. He really hates doing it as he has to hunch over and gets a sore back, so he put off doing it until this evening. As I was getting Lachlan ready for bed, this is what I saw as I came into the lounge room...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SL0eTI5RlWI/AAAAAAAAADw/80uZPy3F3dw/s1600-h/john+vaccum+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241378855483184482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SL0eTI5RlWI/AAAAAAAAADw/80uZPy3F3dw/s200/john+vaccum+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; John was chuffed with his genius idea of vacuuming whilst sitting on a swivel chair. I have seen it all now. For the rest of the evening, I have been listening to him plan how he could design it to be more ergonomic and efficient, and even wants to patent his new idea! So, in the interest of my husbands dreams, please don't steal his fabulous new invention- after all, he is the real genius...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-1499883657608797466?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/1499883657608797466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=1499883657608797466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1499883657608797466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1499883657608797466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/09/my-husband-genius.html' title='my husband, the genius...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SL0eTI5RlWI/AAAAAAAAADw/80uZPy3F3dw/s72-c/john+vaccum+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-2286250735690602376</id><published>2008-07-22T19:33:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:05:30.792+10:00</updated><title type='text'>look what I can do mum...</title><content type='html'>My Lachlan is such a treasure! He is now 15 months old and is developing a keen interest in exploration. He is fairly confident walking around, and is therefore interested in sooo many new and wonderful things to touch, taste and try. Here's what I caught him doing a few weeks ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrBrDiQkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B0Xo6av3WKg/s1600-h/july+08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225770987859100226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrBrDiQkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B0Xo6av3WKg/s200/july+08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrB0dULpI/AAAAAAAAADY/EkrEPjSNjdk/s1600-h/july+08+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225770990383148690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrB0dULpI/AAAAAAAAADY/EkrEPjSNjdk/s200/july+08+(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Lachlan up on top of his activity table. I almost wanted to say to him, "Well done! You did it!". I had to stop myself from encouraging him to be a climber. I know he already has it in his blood- I was very keen on the old 'climb up anything' routine as a child... but what child doesn't love to explore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new favourite activity is going outside, enjoying the sunshine and playing with our dog Ushki. Today I discovered a new interest of Lachlan's...                &lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrCMi0rOI/AAAAAAAAADg/r1ZJillopw0/s1600-h/july+08+(7).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225770996848700642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrCMi0rOI/AAAAAAAAADg/r1ZJillopw0/s200/july+08+(7).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                 &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrCSrQe2I/AAAAAAAAADo/yk-4TgOJL3M/s1600-h/july+08+(8).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225770998494690146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrCSrQe2I/AAAAAAAAADo/yk-4TgOJL3M/s200/july+08+(8).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only does Lachlan enjoy climbing 'up' things, he also likes to climb 'in' things. Yes, here he is inside the BBQ shelf. He climbs inside, stays for about 5 seconds, climbs out, walks around (stretching his legs??) then climbs back in for another 5 seconds. I love just watching him do his thing... whatever that is!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-2286250735690602376?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/2286250735690602376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=2286250735690602376' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2286250735690602376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2286250735690602376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/07/look-what-i-can-do-mum.html' title='look what I can do mum...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SIWrBrDiQkI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B0Xo6av3WKg/s72-c/july+08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-1987635440178279839</id><published>2008-07-02T20:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T20:38:27.236+10:00</updated><title type='text'>john's birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So yesterday was John's 31st Birthday. The poor guy had to go to work, so I decided to surprise him when he got home with his favourite dessert, Pavlova. John's mum, Sue, usually makes them, and she is a great cook, so I was under a bit of pressure! (Not only that, but I had never made one before myself... what was I thinking?!) So I was quite chuffed with myself when I saw the finished product...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SGtV9RebmhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YTp3JDhGagc/s1600-h/pavlova+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218359104390273554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SGtV9RebmhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YTp3JDhGagc/s200/pavlova+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SGtVlnXnlRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BJwI4g5yqJQ/s1600-h/pavlova+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218358697950418194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SGtVlnXnlRI/AAAAAAAAAC4/BJwI4g5yqJQ/s200/pavlova+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully it tasted really good too, and I was given the seal of approval from John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a shot of my 'little helper'. Lachlan was happy enough sorting through my cupboards and draws while I was busy making the Pavlova. His latest thing is to open the oven door and fiddle with the dials, so when the Pav went into the oven, we were out of there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SGtV9Nhz31I/AAAAAAAAADA/NqMEmol0sWg/s1600-h/pavlova+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218359103330705234" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SGtV9Nhz31I/AAAAAAAAADA/NqMEmol0sWg/s200/pavlova+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-1987635440178279839?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/1987635440178279839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=1987635440178279839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1987635440178279839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1987635440178279839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/07/johns-birthday.html' title='john&apos;s birthday...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SGtV9RebmhI/AAAAAAAAADI/YTp3JDhGagc/s72-c/pavlova+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-2616288894600251267</id><published>2008-06-30T20:04:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T20:10:53.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the new 'header'...</title><content type='html'>So what do you think of my new 'header'? Pretty cool hey? Last week Nichole and I went to Sals home to pick her brain about blogging. This is one of the fabulous things she taught us, and I must say, I am very pleased with myself to have remembered how to do it! So a HUGE thank you to Sal- my blog is forever changed thanks to your kindness!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-2616288894600251267?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/2616288894600251267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=2616288894600251267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2616288894600251267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2616288894600251267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/06/new-header.html' title='the new &apos;header&apos;...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-1177036095266664205</id><published>2008-06-03T14:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T15:05:02.028+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my new project...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SETOGjnkY8I/AAAAAAAAACM/azbzR4qWoO0/s1600-h/apron+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207513681182876610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SETOGjnkY8I/AAAAAAAAACM/azbzR4qWoO0/s200/apron+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have been a little preoccupied lately working on a new project, hence the delay in blogging updates. I began making these bibs when I discovered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lachie&lt;/span&gt; was a real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;drooler&lt;/span&gt; and needed a bib constantly. I didn't like it when I had him all dressed up for church, only to cover his cute outfit with a bib that didn't match. So I found a pack of white bibs and have been adding little collars ever since. I have the traditional shirt collar for boys and the peter-pan collar for girls. This gorgeous little girl is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Lachie's&lt;/span&gt; friend Georgia who modelled them for me. I would normally use a picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lachlan&lt;/span&gt;, but he isn't a patient model- I don't have any nice pics of him to use! So my site is all up and running at &lt;a href="http://www.lachienmum.etsy.com/"&gt;www.lachienmum.etsy.com&lt;/a&gt; ...now I just wait and see how they go!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-1177036095266664205?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/1177036095266664205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=1177036095266664205' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1177036095266664205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/1177036095266664205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-new-project.html' title='my new project...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SETOGjnkY8I/AAAAAAAAACM/azbzR4qWoO0/s72-c/apron+011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-494999522888379827</id><published>2008-05-07T19:45:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T19:56:40.990+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my little pony...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SCF6au4G5zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PmzHjpaQp_k/s1600-h/may+08+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197570044640814898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SCF6au4G5zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PmzHjpaQp_k/s200/may+08+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Meet the family... John, Lachlan and our dog (or rather, pony) Ushki. John had just finished work and as tradition, took Lachlan outside so they could both say hello to Ushki. A few minutes later, I heard John holler for me to grab the camera for a rare photo opportunity... Ushki is not like most Great Danes who are known for being placid and docile. I am sure she suffers from ADHD. So to see her willingly stand with Lachlan on her back, was a rare sight indeed! Thank you Ushki!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-494999522888379827?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/494999522888379827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=494999522888379827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/494999522888379827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/494999522888379827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-little-pony.html' title='my little pony...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SCF6au4G5zI/AAAAAAAAAB8/PmzHjpaQp_k/s72-c/may+08+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-7312318659949108794</id><published>2008-05-05T14:28:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T14:55:05.159+10:00</updated><title type='text'>when the sun comes out...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;We have had a lot of rain lately, and one week it rained everyday. Not that we mind the rain, it just gets a little boring being couped up inside. So when the grey clouds parted and we saw the beautiful sunshine, we made the most of it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SB6NxmsvlxI/AAAAAAAAABk/e6_S_OozPvs/s1600-h/aprilmay08+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196746903373453074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SB6NxmsvlxI/AAAAAAAAABk/e6_S_OozPvs/s200/aprilmay08+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We have a little park around the corner from our home. We walked there first and enjoyed swinging in the breeze! Lachlan loves the swing and giggled every time he flew toward me. He teaches me to savour the small things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SB6NyGsvlyI/AAAAAAAAABs/lFng-vEZW9M/s1600-h/aprilmay08+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196746911963387682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SB6NyGsvlyI/AAAAAAAAABs/lFng-vEZW9M/s200/aprilmay08+014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The weather was still really fresh, so we had to rug up, beanies and all!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SB6NymsvlzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XGsoPO1RKOU/s1600-h/aprilmay08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196746920553322290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SB6NymsvlzI/AAAAAAAAAB0/XGsoPO1RKOU/s200/aprilmay08+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After our play at the park, we went to see 'the pony'. He lives on an empty block not far from our home and is quite a novelty in our neighbourhood. This was Lachlan's first time meeting him and they both seemed very interested in one another. (I think Lachlan won the staring competition!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-7312318659949108794?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/7312318659949108794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=7312318659949108794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7312318659949108794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/7312318659949108794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/05/when-sun-comes-out.html' title='when the sun comes out...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SB6NxmsvlxI/AAAAAAAAABk/e6_S_OozPvs/s72-c/aprilmay08+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-3691865019089971148</id><published>2008-04-30T13:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T20:55:16.682+10:00</updated><title type='text'>my first go...</title><content type='html'>Hi! This is a lot harder than I thought... computers are not my forte, so bear with me! I have been wanting to do something like this for a while now, and have simply been procrastinating, thinking that I had too much else to do (who doesn't these days?). Then this afternoon, I finally decided that I would start and see how I go. I find that my life seems to be full of good intentions, but unless I act on them, that's all they will ever be. As a brief introduction, I am married to a great guy, John (yes, i know "John Smith", ha ha!) and we have been married for 4 1/2 years. We have a gorgeous little boy, Lachlan, who is a treasure and a joy to our lives. He turned one this month. I fill my days with cleaning, cooking, cuddling and convincing, and try to have fun with it all. I will elaborate more in the coming blogs, when I have more of an idea what I am doing! Wish me luck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-3691865019089971148?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/3691865019089971148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=3691865019089971148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/3691865019089971148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/3691865019089971148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-first-go.html' title='my first go...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-210867441464662652</id><published>2008-04-30T09:40:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T10:16:39.176+10:00</updated><title type='text'>first birthday...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBezZGsvltI/AAAAAAAAABE/-sc9ZKVEExY/s1600-h/rouse+hill+023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194817939071538898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBezZGsvltI/AAAAAAAAABE/-sc9ZKVEExY/s200/rouse+hill+023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we are on Friday 11th April, Lachlan's birthday. This was taken before Lachlan's little friends arrived for his morning tea party. He had a great time playing, crawling around and eating a lot of new and exciting food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBezYWsvlrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZDgtEL653PM/s1600-h/1st+b%27day+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194817926186636978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBezYWsvlrI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ZDgtEL653PM/s200/1st+b%27day+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The following day, we went to Rouse Hill Regional Park to celebrate with family and close friends. John went up to the site early to secure it for us and everyone started turning up around 11am. Lachlan had so much fun playing on the equipment (so did &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the adults!) and again eating lots of food. As we were singing 'Happy Birthday', he took a swipe at his birthday cake and ended up with a handful of yummy icing! As you can see from the photo here, he enjoyed the taste!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBe5XGsvlvI/AAAAAAAAABU/xiv7kSogXxU/s1600-h/1st+b%27day+037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194824501781567218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBe5XGsvlvI/AAAAAAAAABU/xiv7kSogXxU/s200/1st+b%27day+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lachlan was very spoilt, receiving lots of new clothes and toys. He approved of all his presents, and mum and dad were especially grateful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-210867441464662652?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/210867441464662652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=210867441464662652' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/210867441464662652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/210867441464662652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-birthday.html' title='first birthday...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBezZGsvltI/AAAAAAAAABE/-sc9ZKVEExY/s72-c/rouse+hill+023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1026588186744778781.post-2967149821076570701</id><published>2008-04-29T21:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T21:39:43.085+10:00</updated><title type='text'>smarty pants...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBcGiGsvlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lWzR1CJwUT0/s1600-h/IMG_4534.JPG"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194627878178756210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" height="240" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBcGiGsvlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lWzR1CJwUT0/s320/IMG_4534.JPG" width="295" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt; This is a photo of John and I taken when John graduated from Uni. He studied Policing and attained his Bachelor of Policing through the University of Western Sydney at the end of 2004. I was so proud of him for committing himself and working hard to get the degree. I claim that a portion of it should be in my name, considering I was chief proof-reader and grammatical scrutineer. Ahhh, those good old uni days...NOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1026588186744778781-2967149821076570701?l=smithrm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/feeds/2967149821076570701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1026588186744778781&amp;postID=2967149821076570701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2967149821076570701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1026588186744778781/posts/default/2967149821076570701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smithrm.blogspot.com/2008/04/smarty-pants.html' title='smarty pants...'/><author><name>rhiannon smith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04496489066768704678</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_2g_hw6eAIfo/SBcGiGsvlnI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lWzR1CJwUT0/s72-c/IMG_4534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
