Making the most of Mothers Day

The first Sunday in May is the absolute best day in the world to be a mum. Firstly, everyone is under strict instructions to not wake you up until 7 am ( we made it to 6.20) aside from a vague memory of icy cold toes warming themselves up on my stomach at 5.20 am.

Next there are cups of tea and breakfast and magazines in bed until at least 7.30. Not to forget the wonderful presents as well. I think our school art teacher has a sense of humour regarding the culinary capabilities of most dads.

These were not required at our place as Legoman whipped up some pancakes instead. Don't you just love the colouring in on that teapot, not to mention my gorgeous Rainbow Chicken laminated artwork. Roboboy had put extra effort in getting the chooks comb just right, I didn't quizz him about the bonus legs or the fact that the poor girl was stuffed full of eggs. Now that I think about it, they look suspiciously like foil wrapped easter eggs. He can keep hoping.

And these were from my gorgeous girl.

Who'd have thought that a 2 year old could make rose shaped soap. I have obviously been grossly underestimating her capabilities by only expecting her to put on her own undies. Thank goodness her childcare teacher has more faith and a heck of a lot more patience than me. Frankly, with 12 in her class they could be churning these out like a little factory.

 The milk glass bowl was spotted on a recent visit to the Paddington Antique Centre and had obviously been snaffled up and stashed away by Legoman. I love the luminescence of the glass, love the white and the shape is wonderful. Had no idea it was even called milk glass until stumbling across a gorgeous  little collection over at Rosa's Room . Apparently  the opaque or "opal" glass can come in other colours but the white is obtained by adding either tin dioxide or more likely in 16th century Venice, bone ash. Often the pieces are quite textural in shape or form, which is what I really liked about the little bowl. Here is a selection I found when doing a search.




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 Don't they look amazing as a whole collection against a vibrant coloured wall. Mine looks very much like the bottom row third from the right. Now I just have to make sure it does not become a depositary for lego minifigure parts.

The rest of the best day in the year involved extremely well behaved children, a picnic at New Farm Park and some serious white painting of walls. Eternal gratitude to my mum who despite being a full time working single mother, managed to pass on to me her intense desire to learn, to share knowledge with others, to be creative and always believe that you can do anything, especially if others say it cannot be done. Love you Mum.




my Liongirl, and my gorgeous mum