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"A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week in 2014"

Lottie Cakes: A day of sun and fun at the beach with your baby blues peeking through. I love you ginger muffin.

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A Day at the Beach.

The days have been full and you have been wild and disoriented after our move. At times like this you just need to call up your closest girlfriend and head to the beach - which is exactly what we did. We had brunch and then headed for the sea where you took off like a rocket for the water and ran straight in fully dressed, giggly and squishing your little piggy's in the sand. You ran around soaking wet and the only thing that could drag you away was the promise of St Kilda's famous cake shops. You ate biscuits with silly icing faces and clapped for the street circus performer and fell asleep like a little koala in my arms on the way back. When things get overwhelming I need to remind myself to drop everything for a bit, call in back up and remember there is nothing a little sand and sunshine can't fix..

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"A portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week in 2014"

Lottie Cakes: Your mischief has upped itself a notch, a feat I couldn't have imagined was possible. 

You, my little one, are definitely your fathers daughter!

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Moving on ...

Today we turned turned in the keys to our little miners cottage, said goodbye to our favorite neighborhood and got ready for all the things to come. This move is the beginning of so many upcoming adventures, but those were all at the back of my mind when I thought over the last couple of years and our time in this tiny home. So many firsts. Your first little crawl, then step and skip, then full on run. Your first words, teeth, friends. The first time you crawled from bed, slid off the edge and walked off into the house on your own and in a moment you were free and independent and our lives changed forever. Our first piece of adult furniture we ever purchased, that fantastic L-shaped couch that pulled out into a full sized bed where we had movie nights and lazy Sundays (which were actually Mondays since it was the first day of a chefs weekend) that would occasionally roll over to Tuesdays. The second room that housed so many loved ones as they passed through Melbourne or began their new lives here or simply needed a warm place to sleep after a long night. That oversized tub that fit a whole family and a little girls favorite baby doll. Evening wines and chats in the tiny garden while sat around on milk crates. The front porch sofa gathering spot where poetry, politics and - most of all - nonsense was discussed over cans of Stout. Neighbors that popped their heads over the fence and through the lime tree to say hello and have a laugh. What a beautiful time in life, here's hoping the next memories are just as sweet.

Goodbye little home. Thanks for all the love. xo

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"A Portrait of my daughter, once a week, every week in 2014"

Lottie Cakes: A wander in the garden in these early Winter days. 

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