Vintage Chic (#1)

I'm not sure whether my mother ever imagined she'd have a granddaughter, but she still has a chest with a few of my old baby clothes that were brought out into the light. Whatever happened to good old-fashioned, toe- (and heart-) warming knitted booties? Leah thought she'd model them for a 21st-century revival.

Daddy's Girl

Somehow, in the midst of preparing for another international move (yip, we're Perth bound next month!) and spending every other free minute we have attending to the needs of one demanding little miss, I failed to say a big Happy First Aussie Father's day to Gav! He's changed hundreds of nappies, sung her to sleep, taken her for walks and coffee at Starbucks and already has a list of things to bring up at her 21st birthday. She's a lucky girl.

I got a few shots of her and her dad enjoying some QT the other day while Leah had her "air time" (she thinks adorable baby outfits are quite overrated and would rather spend her afternoons lying - on a waterproof mat - in the buff).

Love, love, love them!!!

Quote of the month: "We don't need to be competitive parents... Leah's the best." ;-)