Monday, 16 September 2013

Happy 40th Birthday

My brother would have been 40 today.  Wow, where does the time go?  Wasn't it only yesterday he was throwing footballs at my head, scribbling on the walls and telling mum I did it, or hiding my Dolly magazines so I couldn't find them.

Of course I say "would have been" because as many of you know he passed away over 3 years ago now after a brief but seriously strong bout of depression that caused him to end his life.

So apologies while I hi-jack the blog today to be a little self-indulgent and a little bit sad and a little bit nostalgic.......Happy Birthday Damien.  We miss you every day.

And while I'm being self-indulgent let me also take a moment to give a couple of organisations out there a plug (and a thank you) for all the wonderful work they do.

Beyond Blue and R U OK Foundation.

Thanks, and remember, you don't have to wait till National R U OK Day, ask someone every day R U Ok?


Friday, 13 September 2013

Diary of Teenage Garbage Disposal Unit

Those of you that follow our Facebook page will be well aware of the goings-on when it comes to my children.  The hot topic this week was "where do you hide the snacks?".  This was brought on by my sheer and utter frustration at coming home with bags full of groceries only to find that half the school snacks are gone a day after I buy them!!!!!

It's bad enough that all the 2-minute noodles, meat pies, pizza snacks, and apples are gone - but not the school snacks too.  Honestly, what's a mum to do. Drink?

Yet, from that little question came a wonderful world full of information about some seriously cool hiding spots - none better than the Vege Crisper.  Because really, what child is going to look in the vege crisper?  Why hadn't I thought of that?  No honestly, why?  All these months of hiding things on top of the fridge (found that one), in the cupboard above the stove (found that one), in the back of the pantry (hah, he found that one in 5min flat)........but the vege crisper......he'll never think to look in there.

So to those mums out there that are much smarter more cunning than me, from the bottom of my heart - I THANK YOU.  My days are now filled watching my tween hang off the fridge/pantry/cupboard doors whining that there is nothing to eat while I quietly smile to myself thinking, yep, ain't mum's great.


PS - Got an even better hiding spot?  Don't hold out on me - share it please.

Thursday, 12 September 2013

I'm Back

After being MIA for quite a few months I thought it was high time I picked up the pen keyboard and started writing some stuff.  Mainly because I'm kind of in the mood again.

Random cute photo of a couple of hippo's hanging out just coz it made me smile

Without boring you all together with the sad and sorry story of my life over the last few months, lets just say, a mini melt-down, a heart issue, a stay in the cardiac ward in hospital for a few days (which included a dead body, tourettes, the police, and a lunatic - hey, there's another blog post in itself), letting myself get far too stressed and trying to do far too much.....I'm back baby!!!!!

Okay, that was said typed with lots of gusto, but have to admit, probably not quite feeling all that gusto, but hey,a girls gotta start somewhere right!!!

So, tell me what I've missed out there in blogging world.  What's been happening?  


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Thursday, 18 July 2013

School Holidays - Love Them or Loathe Them

The kids are home for 2-3 weeks :)
The kids are home for 2-3 weeks :(

You don't have to pack lunches.
You don't have to make lunch because the kids have hoovered their way through the entire pantry and there's nothing left to make for lunch.

There's no ironing to do.
There's no ironing to do because there is that much washing piled up from the 4 changes of clothes every day x 3 kids as if anything is going to make it into a washing basket.

It saves you money on after school and before school fees.
After spending every cent in the bank account on Day 1 of the holidays after listening to 6 straight hours of "I'm Bored" you are now on a forced savings plan whether you like it or not.

You get to sleep in.
You get to sleep in because there is no way you're getting out of bed to face what the boys have done to the cat, walls, each other..........

You rediscover your love of cinema.
You rediscover your ability to cram every new release Disney movie into a 2 week period because of course these can't be spaced out during the year.  What family would want to see a kids movie on a weekend that doesn't fall into the school holidays.

Your kids go to their friends houses to play/hang out.
Their friends come to your house to play/hang out.

You have 2 glorious weeks with no routine.
You have 2 weeks with no routine, nothing planned and the animals are running riot as a result.

You have 2 glorious weeks to prepare at leisure for "back to school".  Stocking up on new supplies, mending uniforms, polishing shoes.
It's 10pm the night before school starts, the kids have nothing for lunch, no one can find any school socks, whatever was left in the school bag has now turned green and is emitting a very strange odour and the library book has been eaten by the dog.

Ah school holidays...........over for another Term.........woo hoo!!!!


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Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Who Needs Clean Clothes Anyway, Plus A Giveaway.

Ah laundry, my absolute favourite past time.  I love listening to the cheerful cries of my children...."Mum, where are some socks".  "Mum, I don't have any undies!!!"  "Mum, where are my shirts?".

How would I know where they are?  Do I look like a washing machine? 

Is it my fault your clothes seem to prefer their days lying in a giant pile of filth on your bedroom floor and can't seem to manage the basic step of magically growing legs and making their way down to the laundry? No, I think not.

Is it my fault that my washing machine has a secret fetish for socks and eats them when no one is looking.  No, it's not.  Take it up with the washing machine buddy!!!

Anyway, I digress.  I was lucky enough to try the new Cold Power Sensitive Touch recently - ooooh.  It's a bit nice if I do say so myself.  

In all seriousness for a moment, for my family it is especially fabulous because it's hypoallergenic, dermatolgically tested, and free from perfumes to ensure sensitive skin remains free from irritation.  In my books, that's a big plus. 

And, Cold Power Sensitive Touch is a proud partner of the Eczema Association of Australasia, another big tick.

In fact, below is a little before and after picture I thought I would share with you.  Before using Cold Power Sensitive Touch, and after using Cold Power Sensitive Touch.

Okay, not really, but hey it really is super easy to use, simply place the recommended dosage into your laundry load and it will do the rest.  Plus, it works best in cold water, which means it is saving you energy, which saves you money which could be better spent on maybe buying new socks to replace the ones the washing machine eats.

The best bit, we have 2 packs of Cold Power Sensitive Laundry Detergent to give away.

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This is a sponsored post for Cold Power and Digital Parents Collective.  Cold Power Sensitive Touch provided complimentary samples for this post, however the opinions and content expressed within are completely my own.

Thursday, 4 July 2013

A Despicably Great Day

As a mum of 3 it's often hard to devote that special one-on-one time to just one of the kids.  You feel like you are being pulled in 3 different directions without really being there for any one of them.  I find it especially hard as my 3 boys are all at such different stages of their lives.

One is in high school, one is in the early years of primary school, the other is still toddling around in nappies (let's not discuss the disastrous toilet training right now).

That's why for me it was so great today to spend some quality one on one time with "Middle Child".  The often neglected Master 8 year old and I hit the town today - well our local shopping mall, but hey, hitting the town sounds so much cooler don't you think.

We dropped the 3 year old tornado off at pre-school, dropped Mr Attitude (aka the 12 year old pre-teen) off at his mates house, and off C and I went on our little adventure.

First stop, the hairdresser.  Not the daggy barber, not "mum's hairdresser" but the seriously cool men's hairdresser, who, if do say so myself did a pretty awesome job of cutting hair that seriously has a mind of it's own.  You know that hair that has that crown that just won't do as it's told, curly hair when he wants straight, please don't tell me it's only girls who stress over their hair.

Anyway, one funky hair cut later and we off on our next stop.  The food court.  Always a little tricky as C is on a gluten free diet but we found some pretty cool chicken and chips that he was happy with and I snuck in a pretty yummy (probably pretty fattening) burger.

We even managed to sneak in a Super Heroes show in the there somewhere.

After a wander through the local surf shop (yes, I know we live in "the hills" but hey, every mall has a surf shop right), and the standard wander through Smiggles, it was time to hit the movies.

Choc M&M's for C and a hit of caffeine for me we were all set for Despicable Me 2.  One thing I love more than anything is kids movies that adults can enjoy too.  With 3 kids the amount of kids movies I've been to see where I seriously want to just poke my eyes out after the first 5 mins - sheesh.  Not so with Despicable Me.  I loved it, but most importantly so did C.  He has since spent most of the evening reciting his fave lines from the movie.

My other favourite past-time during kids movies is picking the "movie star's voice".  Gold star to me, I picked the quite yummy Benjamin Bratt, let the team down with Russell Brandt - I hate to admit it, but I had to hang out for the credits to roll on that one.

Overall, it was a really special day for me.  To be able to spend some quality one on one time with C was great.  Made especially awesome when he looks up at me and says "Mum, H will be having fun today with his friend, N will be having a great time at pre-school days, it's only Dad having a boring day today cause he's at work". Yep, you got it kid.

Do you try and schedule some one on one time with each of your kids, and if so, how often?  I really need to do it more often, that's for sure.


Saturday, 22 June 2013

The Laziest 12 Year Old Around

Those of you that follow along with us will be quite familiar with the laziness that envelopes my 12 year old boy, however I think he's actually reached new heights now.

This is clearly a monumental achievement - even for him.

It's the end of June.  Generally speaking in most areas of Australia that means it's winter - yes?  That means it's cold, really cold.  In fact here in Sydney, it's freeeeeezing.

Most people would wear warm clothes of some description, maybe a jacket, or a jumper, a pair of jeans, who knows.  My child?  Oh no, we wear a pair of shorts and a shirt.  We then stand there shivering and ........wait for it.........ask:

"Mum, can I go sit in the car, it's freezing"


"Yeah, I want to sit in the car - it's warmer in there - I can turn the seat warmer on"

OMG!!!!  His laziness knows no bounds!!!!!

And because I like to monitor my language on my little blog, I won't actually tell you what my reply was :)


Tuesday, 18 June 2013

Who Decided Ice Was The Way To Go?

Why ice I ask you?  Why?  Whose brain wave was it to say, hey, when your little one falls over and knocks their head on the floor it's a really good idea to put some ice on it.  Helps the bruising go down and that little lump will look more like a pea than a full shaped orange.

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No, I don't want all the scientific hoo-ha about how the ice reduces the swelling!!  When I have a screaming 3 year old who has just tripped over his own feet and now has said orange forming on his forehead, I don't want to know all the smart intelligent reasons why ice is the way to go.

Why not chocolate, or a nice warm face-washer.  Hell, even a lego block has gotta be better than ice.

Have you tried telling a screaming toddler that they really need to let mummy put the ice on the bump.

Yes I know it's cold.  No I won't go away.  Yes I know you don't want it.  Yes I know it hurts.  YES I KNOW IT'S COLD, I CAN'T FEEL MY FINGERS!!!!

I know you've all been there.  Pinning down the toddler while he or she kicks and scream like some kind of crazed lunatic while you try and hold them still long enough that the so called miracle ice actually works long enough to have some kind of effect.

Of course by this time the toddler has forgotten all about the fall and is now so obsessed with screaming about the ice he's completely oblivious to the giant bump on his.  OMG - that's it.  Okay, I get it now!!  Deflection.  That's why we go with the ice.

Right, thanks for clearing that up for me. :)  


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Tuesday, 4 June 2013

Kids and Social Media, it's just bad news

"Kids and Social Media, it's just bad news".  They were the words uttered by a child psychologist who was speaking at my son's high school a few weeks ago.  You know what, I think it's true.

Problem is, I don't know what to do about it.  I bought my 12 year old a mobile phone for his birthday this year.  It was January, he was starting high school.  His new school is 30min from home (in Sydney traffic).  If he catches the bus it means 2 buses home and he walks in the door at 4.45pm.  Mornings are the same.  It's 2 buses and he leaves home at 7.30am.

I was therefore able to justify to myself the need for a phone.  Some days I pick him up.  Some days this isn't decided until lunch time.  I need to ring or text him to let him know.  What if something happens and he misses his bus and needs to call me.  I was able to come up with a thousand reasons as to why I needed to give him that phone.

The way it worked out, hubby and I were out of contract and upgraded our phones.  Hubby therefore gave Master 12 his old iPhone.  Yes, an iPhone.  Not just a plain old Nokia for making phone calls on, but an iPhone with all the perils that come along with that.

I rang up our mobile phone provider.  "It's fine.  All the kids have them.  You can control what they spend."

I went into a mobile phone shop.   "It's fine.  All the kids have them.  You can control what they spend."

Yes, this statement is true.  I can control what he spends.  We buy a pre-paid each month and he's never once gone over his limit.  Why would he when nearly every plan now comes with unlimited downloads and social media access.

And that is where I went wrong.  I got side-tracked into worrying about the cost of the phone instead of sticking to my instincts and remembering what the phone was for.  It was so he could call his mum and dad if he needed to, and send the odd txt message to his mate.  It was not so he could be introduced to the big bad world of Social Media at the age of 12.

When he first got his phone I found this wonderful article.  It was a US site and it was a mum who had written her own mobile phone contract for her 13 year old son.  The link is at the bottom  if you want to have a read.

It was perfect.  I was the perfect mum.  Here you are son, here is your new phone, aren't I wonderful, aren't you all grown up.  Now read this.  It's very important. Don't do anything you shouldn't be doing.  Be polite, be respectful, don't ring anyone up after 7pm blah blah blah.

Well that's all well and good if you follow it up.  But I didn't.  Oh don't get me wrong.  For the first few weeks I was all, "let me check your phone" or "right, it's 7pm, give me your phone" or "hey, let me see what photos you've taken", but you see then it's February and it's back to the day to day life of a working mum with 3 boys, 1 of which is at primary school and 1 of which is starting high school.  It's making lunches, it's doing home work, it's running to cricket or's life.  

I forgot all about the phone.  Of course I knew it was there.  I rang it every day.  But that's as far as it went.  I forgot to think about in terms of it's connection between a 12 year old boy and the big bad world that's out there.

I stopped checking what he was doing on it.  I'd like to say "I trusted him completely.  I didn't need to check it".  The truth is, I got busy, I got lazy and I just stopped worrying about it.

Here we are 4 months along and he's fully immersed in the world of Instagram and Kik and who knows what else.  Last night I happened to see a photo on his phone out the corner of my eye.  I didn't particularly like what I saw.  It was nothing exceptionally bad, but I didn't like it.  It was one of those "funny pics" that often floats around the world of social media.  I think this one was of a nerdy looking girl in pigtails carrying books with a slogan across the bottom that I won't repeat here.  Needless to say, I wasn't impressed.

I told Master 12 to hand over his phone.  "what, why.  It's just a pic".  After a few arguments, he finally handed over the phone.  There were words like "unacceptable" and "delete this now" that came out of my mouth, and while I was angry and disappointed with him, I was more angry and disappointed with myself for not being a responsible parent.  Isn't that what we are supposed to be, responsible.  Why on earth did I think a 12 year old CHILD would be the responsible one with all the bright shiny objects out their in Social Media world.

I went through his Instagram account, I went through his messages.  I yelled, he lied, I yelled some more.  There were screeches of "how do you know some child molester isn't following you".  I yelled a bit more for effect, he finally admitted that yes he had typed this message, or that message etc etc.  I confiscated the phone with squeals of "that's it.  You're not old enough.  It's gone!!"

And then morning comes around and I'm left thinking what on earth do I do now.  Yes I know it's his fault.  He was told the rules.  He broke them.  But don't I as a parent have to take on some of that blame.  I as a grown adult who knows more then he does, gave him a tool that was going to open him up to a whole other world he had never been exposed to before.  

It's no different to putting a 16 year behind the wheel of a car who's never been taught to drive and saying,okay off you go, here's the keys, have fun.  See you when you get home.

So what do I do now?  How do we help our kids manage in this totally digital age where their entire lives are lived through social media in some form.  I ban him completely and he's cut off from his friends.  I don't want to do that, but I need him to understand the complexities and the pitfalls of playing around on some of these sites.  Sharing pictures they shouldn't be, forwarding messages they shouldn't be.

Maybe it's that word I used earlier, RESPONSIBLE.  I'm the adult, I need to be responsible.  I need to make it a priority to be involved in his life that takes place on his phone.  Just like I have to find time to cook dinner, and take them to school or sport or whatever it is, I need to find time to monitor what he's doing.  I need to be responsible.  It's what being a parent is all about.

How do you deal with social media and your children?  I'd love some help on this one.


Here is the link to the phone contract a US mum gave her son.

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Tuesday, 28 May 2013

Story Time

Help, my son has forgotten how to read.  It's true.  Books have always been a huge part of our life.  We have that many books we could almost open our own bookshop, and I've realised I honestly can't remember when my 12 year old last picked up a book.

As a toddler he loved being read to.  When he started school he was so excited to be able to read by himself.  He would come home from school every Monday and excitedly show me his readers for the week.

The excitement started to fade a little through the later years of primary school until by the end of Year 6 I don't think he'd picked up a book in months.  If it didn't have Diary of a Wimpy something in the title then he didn't want to know about it.

Fast forward to his first year of high school where he was expected to read a book called Trash and I honestly believe it would have been easier to get him to spring clean his bedroom from top to bottom rather than read even one page of that book,

In his defence, I did try to read Trash myself.  How bad could it be.  I'm a reader, I love to read, I read every day but I must admit, even I struggled with that one.

The kids all seemed to be going through a Hunger Games phase recently so I bought him that....nope.  He's got Beast Quest books, Skullduggery books, nope, not interested.

If they could just write some more Specky Magee books and Max the cricketer books I might then be in with a chance.

So what do I do?  In this age of gaming, TVs, iPods, iPads and laptops; when at school his entire day is spent working on a laptop, how do I get my son interested in reading again?   How do I show him there's an entire world full of fun and excitement in every page?  Do I just do nothing and wait for him to hopefully find his way back to reading again one day?

What do you do?  Do your kids still read or is it a battle?


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Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Happy Mothers Day Mum

I'm feeling pretty excited about Mothers Day this year.  I'm flying my parents over from interstate for a couple of days so they can spend Mothers Day here with us.

It's especially hard for my mum now.  As many of you would know from following this blog, and just from your own personal experiences, when you lose someone close to you, special days are generally overshadowed by the milestone of "wow, another year since so and so" passed.  It adds a layer of sadness to the day which never really leaves, no matter how many years have passed.

So for us, it's been 3 years since we lost my brother, which means it's been 3 years since mum and dad lost their son.  There was another recent memorial/dedication in his honour this weekend in the Flinders Ranges which my parents travelled to.  It therefore felt extra important to do something more for Mothers Day this year so mum didn't come home from what was surely a difficult trip for them to make to a mothers day spent alone.

And so, I will get to spend Mothers Day with my mum for the first time in many years which will be nice.  The day will be spent travelling around to the boy's footy matches, but that's okay, at least we will all be together.  I figure we can even do a Mothers Day dinner the night before, surely that's not against the rules.

What do you have planned for Mothers Day this year?


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Saturday, 4 May 2013

Sienna and Sidney

With a distinct chill in the air now upon us and the summer dresses and shorts slowly being packed away for another season I thought it was the perfect time to introduce you to the beautiful Lucy from Sienna and Sidney.

Her story when I first read it brought tears to my eyes, thinking about what they went through with their gorgeous little girl.  To then find the strength to do something positive from their tragedy I think is truly inspirational.

Below is a little blurb from Sienna & Sidney's "About Us" page and we are proud to be able to support Sienna & Sidney in some small way. I know I can personally vouch for her gorgeous sleeping bags having used them for my own children to keep them snug and warm at night.

Sienna & Sidney was founded in 2009 when I came over from the UK to Australia with my partner and my daughter Sienna. I decided to set up my own company to design and make baby sleepbags having had a lot of experience in the nursery market. I spent 14 years working as a retailer and buyer for the leading department store group in the UK and in 2010 I then also worked part time as Head of Buying for an Australian Nursery chain. I love beautiful fabrics and this is the main point of difference to other sleepbag manufacturers - I source on-trend fabrics from leading designers from around the world. These fabrics are often limited in quantity so the number of sleepbags made in each fabric is always limited and there is constant change..

Very sadly we lost our beautiful little daughter, Sienna in February 2010 to neuroblastoma cancer after she relapsed towards the end of 2009. There is currently no cure for relapsed neuroblastoma but there can be one and with the support of many good friends and businesses we have raised approx. $370,000 for the Children's Cancer Institute of Australia for research into neuroblastoma. This disease needs more research to ensure a cure is found for relapsed neuroblastoma - we know it does not need a miracle just more research.

With every sleepbag sold $10 will be given to Children's Cancer Institute of Australia for their research into neuroblastoma.

We dedicate all our work to our little girl Sienna.


If you are interested in helping us fundraise please visit our website

If you have a moment to visit the Neuroblastoma page please do so, and for those of you in Sydney you may be interested in the Fun Run coming up on May 26.

And most importantly, when you tuck your little one into bed tonight, take that extra moment to pause and remember to be grateful for all that they bring us.


Monday, 1 April 2013

A Tourist In Your Own City

After being house bound for the last few days it was time to drag the tribe away from the world of X-box and iPods and venture off into the great outdoors (well okay the Sydney CBD but that's still technically out doors). It was time to play tourist in our own city.

Now brace yourselves, I, who have devoted my entire life avoiding exercise at all costs, decided to walk the Sydney Harbour Bridge. Something I'm ashamed to say I've never really done before.  I think it's that whole "walking" thing that's always been an issue.

We parked the car at Kirribilli and grabbed some takeaway which we ate under the bridge (trust me, when you have a 3 year old tornado that's much safer than manoeuvring your way through a small coffee shop).

Kids were re-fuelled and it was time to tackle the bridge. Master 3 had a quick freak out over the traffic roaring past and Master 8 needed to be reassured the bridge wouldn't "fall down" but then we were all good to go. I probably should insert here that I did have a fleeting thought of a car hurtling through all the barricades and taking out a group of pedestrians. Hmmm, I wonder where my kids get their neurosis's from?

The view of the harbour was amazing. When flying across the bridge at 70km's an hour in your car it's so easy to take it all for granted and not even notice what's going on around you. Mind you, I'm usually too busy focusing on the ticks and crosses above my lane thinking, oh my god what if it suddenly changes direction and I'm driving into oncoming traffic. Yes I know that's impossible. I'm sure the bridge dudes have a nifty plan in place to make sure that doesn't happen, but you never know.

The bridge was full of families, couples and visitors to Sydney all doing the same thing, enjoying the beautiful Sydney weather and taking in the amazing sites. It was a nice change of pace to see my older 2 boys walk side by side chatting away, rather than the usual bickering. Although I'm not sure how I feel about their chosen conversation topic:

"So, how many dead bodies do you think are down three?"
"I dunno. What would they be doing down there? Wouldn't they be all yucky now"
"Yea, but lots of people fell off the bridge when they were building it so they'd all be dead now." 

We made it across the bridge in one piece (and thankfully without seeing any dead bodies) and wandered off down to The Rocks. After steeling myself to ignore the constant whines of "can I have....can I have" we took the boys to see the seriously cool glass floor inside Customs House, while I daydreamed of ways I could ditch the kids to run upstairs for a cocktail at Cafe Sydney. Realising that none of my elaborate plans were going to work we settled for coffee at Circular Quay instead.

By now we had reached that time of the day that every parent dreads. That time where everything starts going rapidly pear shaped. When the kids' bickering turns into full blown fights and as parents we start dreaming of alcohol to get us through the remainder of the day. 

It was a much slower walk back across the bridge. Mainly because Master 3 decided to go into Motorbike mode which means he has to kick start his little legs while making motorbike noises the entire length of the bridge. Unfortunately he kept running out of petrol or stalling right in front of some poor unsuspecting tourist.

Overall, even while being wary of dead bodies, it was a great day out. It was fun to be a tourist in our own city and see the sites, really see them, rather than just rushing past them.

Give it a try some time, you may be surprised how much you enjoy it.


Tuesday, 5 March 2013

There's A Chill In The Air

Wow, where did summer go?  And for those of us here in Sydney who feel like we are about to float away down stream in all this rain, can someone please bring it back.

Love it or loathe it, summer has gone for another year, and in it's place comes Autumn.

With that change comes an amazing display of colour.  There's nothing like the deep rich colours of the leaves as they change between sunlit orange to deep sunburnt red.

The days still have a warmth to them, but the mornings and nights now have a bite in the air.

The first dew of the season sat across my car this morning as I left for the school run.

The winter PJ's are slowly coming out of the cupboard as we work out who has grown out of what.

Thongs are being replaced by more sensible shoes, tank tops are making way for tees with a bit of a sleeve and a cardigan or jacket thrown in, just in case, and shorts are slowly replaced with cargo pants or jeans.

It's the same here at Purely4kids headquarters too.  We had an amazingly busy summer and now we are busy unwrapping all the new Autumn inspired goodies as they arrive through the door.

For the first time we welcome in some new faces, such as Papoose and Freshbaked, while of course welcoming back new designs from favourites like Paper Wings and Wilson and Frenchy.

Are you feeling sad to say goodbye to summer, or embracing all that Autumn brings?


Friday, 8 February 2013

Congratulations Goes To............

A great big Congratulations goes to Jess who pinned this fab Vegemite pic that was judged to be pretty cool by our panel of experts - mainly made up of a loud bunch of kids who seriously needed to go back to school, but never the less, they picked a winner.

Jess also pinned a fab range of favourites from Purely4kids to Pinterest so congratulations Jess.

We also have a surprise for some lucky runners-ups to.  We were so overwhelmed by the amazing response to our competition and by the awesome photos pinned that we have a few gift vouchers on their way to a lucky few so keep an eye out on your in-boxes over the next few days.

Amanda & Kim

Wednesday, 9 January 2013

Pin It To Win It Competition - Purely4kids

How much do we just love Pinterest?  How much do we love Australia Day?  Well what a fun way to put the 2 together with a Pin It To Pinterest Competition.

For your chance to win a $300 Prize Pack from this is what you need to do:

How to Enter

1. Follow us on Pinterest at

2. Send us an email at with "pin it to win it" as the subject line.  We will then "invite you" to follow our Australia Day Pinterest Board.

3. Once you receive your invite to our Australia Day board, to be eligible to enter you must:   a) Pin an image to our Australia Day board. ( 
 It can be any image you like that reminds you of Australia Day. It could be a colour, a quote, a place, anything at all that evokes memories of what Australia Day means to you and b) Pin an image from - you can pin this to any one of your own boards, just pick an item that you love and Pin It!

4. Competition closes midnight EST January 31, 2013.  Winner will be announced on 6 February, 2013


Of course, with every competition there has to be some serious stuff too, so here it is:

Terms & Conditions: Entries will be judged by Purely4kids on fun, creativitity, originality and style. Both section a) & b) of Point 3 must be completed for your entry to be vaild. You may enter as many times as you like. The prize is a $300AUD prize pack supplied by Purely4kids.  Prize pack will consist of items based on age & gender requested by winner. The competition closes midnight AEST on January 31st, 2013. To enter you must submit your entry by pinning images to our Australia Day Board and pinning a random image from to any board on Pinterest. The winner will be notified on February 6th, 2013. Open to Australian and New Zealand entrants only. By providing your information to enter this competition you are agreeing to sign-up for our Purely4kids newsletter which you may unsubscribe to at any time.  Competition is not sponsored, endorsed, administered by, or associated with Pinterest.