A few more of lil Emma

This was us when we moved into the Heany castle... a mess of clothes and boxes and crap all over the place... and somewhere in the middle, ababy that was still hungry and didn't care about the mess as long as she got fed.

Our dorky lil child.

She was quite happy here... and I liked her clothing choice so I snapped these despite her dorky facial expression. Hey, at least she isn't screaming.

What else... Oh yes, the Boks won the Tri-nations. This is how we do rugga in South Africa. Everyone gathers at a friend's place - the one with the biggest TV. Rory's parents win that one hands down - they project the game onto the white wall behind us. You can probably just see John Smit lifting the trophy behind us.

This is a random photo, but I was sad and had to snap it to remember in years to come. These are my (alas no-more) slippers that Cath bought me when we were just going out. They're full of holes and past their best so I had to throw them out. But they rocked.

Cath didn't really want me taking these as lil Emma was screaming like a banshee. But as that point I didn't have photos of the grandparents with Emma so I took the pics anyway. Emma is far from happy about it though.

Bathtime...

This is the bloody Queen-bee parking-off in her bath...

Waking Emma up from a nap...