I know I have been promising these photos for a while, well here they finally are!  Unfortunately they've been right down the priority list, but I've scrounged some time tonight to pull these out and blog them.  Things have been so busy here in the Jones household, which is good, but it does mean that some things just get left at the bottom of the pile. 

So usually, I'm behind the camera - and there's a very good reason for that.  I'm absolutely useless in front of it.  Pretty well everyone I photograph says the same thing, something about their ears or their nose or how they smile funny.  It's pretty well universal, people don't like to have their photo taken, but they do like having good photos of themselves.  So this mother's day just gone, definitely my favourite present was the time spent with my beautiful family, and the memories held in these photos!

And yes, they are all mine.  They're all so delicious - check out the really short one :)

I've actually got a photo of my mum and I, from 30 odd years ago - and it's so similar to this one.  Seems that Sophie has her thumb sucking style from her mummy :)

My men, doing their bit for the greater good of the family leaf pile.

Oh, you looking at me?

I grabbed this shot today while we were at the park for the party, you just got to love reflections, don't you?

This was my daughter's piano recital tonight, not so many kids turned up this month.  I'm not surprised, because it is dark and freeeezing outside!

More of this week's photos will follow, its been another nuts-o week, but some delicious images....

It was my little man's 7th birthday today.  All my children are precious to me, but when Sammy has a birthday I have to shed a little tear.  Y'see he was born with a congential heart defect, Transposition of the Great Arteries, and had to have open heart surgery at 7 days old and spend a month in hospital.  He's got a clean bill of health now, but I'm well aware of the struggles he's been through and how extreamly blessed we are to have him with us.

After the surgery.... and chatting with daddy.

These days hanging out with Dad is a lot more fun...

I had the most delicious Mother's Day yesterday.  We took the kids to the park, had a nice play in the Autumn leaves and got some fantastic pictures.  Now, if you know me, I despise having my photo taken, it makes me break out into a sweat and pull this funny weirdo face.  I'm built to be behind the camera, not in front!  Having said that though, we got some really nice pictures of me with my short people.  Probably the best present of the day!!  (chocolate being a very close second, you can never go wrong with chocolate)

I'll upload some of the pics when Paul can stop on the editing computer long enough for me to get it done :)

Ok, thanks for the condolence letters streaming in but you can all stop panicking now - I have found my keys.  They were in the garage door.... sigh.  The good news is that no one stole our lawnmower, or maybe they did, and tried to start it, failed, and quickly returned it.  Because, if you're going to steal something, a crusty old lawnmower with the words 'easy start' that doesn't start easy at all, is not the thing to steal.

Please note: the wiggles are still lost. 

I've lost my keys, and it's reeeeeeally annoying.  I has to be somewhere in the house, it's probably hiding with the 'Wiggles' dvd which has also disappeared.  I've told the kids they'll get a chocolate if they find it, but even frantic searching has produced no Wiggles and no keys. 

It's always in the last place you look too, which, when you think about it makes sense - because what fool keeps looking after they've found it?     

So we have this friendly rivalry going on, Paul and I.  In some ways it's fun, and keep us on our toes, but in another way it keeps us up late at night editing and reediting a photo, just to be sure that our version is the best!  We'll come back from a job, download and compare shots and see who got the best shot of the day.  (right now we're about 50/50)

He's happy to let me have the 'name', and he'll just keep on plugging away for days working on a wedding, while I carry on with raising our beautiful brood, answering emails and chatting away on the phone.  It's a nice little arrangement I reckon.... but he better not get any bright ideas about starting up 'Paul Jones Photography', or I'm in big, big trouble!