February 22, 2012
February 21, 2012
New Jammies!
Our Christmas package from the States finally arrived! Thanks, Grandma and Colonel!
PS longest package ever! usually takes only ten day to get here!
PPS sorry for the red eyes... we don't have a photo editor on our new computer yet
PPS long live posed photos! Simon now knows how to "stand over there and smile."
February 14, 2012
A Photographic Update
Before the storm:
A night out with the ladies... and a long recovery the day after.
A cool cucumber
Coffee with friends
After the storm:
Photos of downtown Port Vila 14/2/12
February 07, 2012
Scenes from the Windy City
Vanuatu has been unusually cool lately, mostly due to the gusty conditions that La Nina has been provoking. This past weekend, all the yachts abandoned Vila Harbour as the west winds picked up (cue theme for Wicked Witch from Wizard of Oz...) and the waves started whipping around. A couple of days later, we now see why:
Cyclone Jasmine coming to get us
The Australian High Commission is giving us the afternoon off to go home and secure everything. As the proud daughter of an insurance broker, I went out yesterday afternoon and procured drinking water, matches, candles, a full tank of gas, credit for my mobile phone and 5 bottle of wine (once the danger has passed but you still have to stay inside due to flying objects, it can get a bit boring...).
If you'd like to stay up to date on whether or not we get hit, check out this link: Vanuatu Cyclone Track Map. Jasmine still might pass to the south and hit New Caledonia instead of us...
Blown About in Mele
Fred, Simon and I went out to Mele beach to look at the waves and get blown about by the gales a bit. It was so windy that Simon could hardly stand unassisted! After the third consecutive rainy weekend, however, we were desperate to get out of the house!!!
Bato, Bato, Bato
And some cute photos from last week to end before I run home to batten down the hatches...
Simon, wanna take a bath?!
Simon and Ennio swimming in the rain
February 03, 2012
Bruised and Battered
Poor Simon. He's going through a particularly bruised and battered period. He can't seem to cut a break... or to be more precise, we've had plenty of cuts but thankfully no breaks yet. Simon yearns to jump, run and skip like a little boy but he still has the coordination of a baby. He doesn't watch where he's putting his feet and ends up tripping over seemingly small obstacles in his path (stones, leaves, dust bunnies...).
Right now, he's sporting his first serious cut over his left eye (almost stitch-worthy but not quite... just required a bit of glue) as a result of falling on a sidewalk paver while at the park with Jojo. He also has various bruises on his forehead from a less serious fall over a lamp cord and two (!) scraped knees from tripping while playing in puddles during these past two wet weeks. Couple all that with some teething diaper rash and a raging case of mouth-thrush and you have one sorry looking little boy!
Yo, Adrian!
My mother always said that children should all wear helmets until they're 5 years of age... and ain't that the truth? It's so hard to see my baby's perfect little body marred by reality. His lovely, soft baby skin already has two little moles on it from sun exposure (and we're really good about hats, rash guards and sun screen, I swear!) and teething mouth rash seems to be a permanent fixture these days.
Smiling through the pain
Simon and I amused ourselves by taking photos this morning and then looking at them and laughing. I particularly like this one (sorry for my scary morning face all up in the camera)!
Don't worry about me, Mom. I'll kiss you and make it better.
