The Little Witch Hunt

I’m not a huge fan of Halloween celebrations but how can you refuse a bit of fun getting dressed up! 

Typically I’m late to the party and scouring Westfield shops for a costume last minute for Nell – NOTHING is left. Year on year hysteria around this event is growing – far out. Until I stumble across a little witches dress tucked in the bargain bin at Red Dot – winning! About ten sizes to big but will last the next 4 years of tricker treating – whether Nell wants to be a witch or not πŸ‘»


Race to meet some little buddies in their neighbourhood to go on a full blown sugar hunt – that’s lololos (lollies to Nell). It’s a complete yet polite frenzy. She takes one lolly, says thank you and turns to Dadda to ask to eat it immediately. And this continues from house to house…

Overall it’s a fun filled hour of Nell thinking she’s arrived in a sweet heaven world and it’s never ending…

Until she crashes passed out – wanting to sleep with her candy fulled pumpkin cradled in her bed. No way little witch – this sugar hunt is over….

Our little tiger cub…


Nell’s first face painting experience….she sat still…the entire time…surprisingly!

The cutest thing afterwards she kept touching her nose and saying ‘tiger’ followed by a ‘wwroar’. No coincidence that her Dadda’s favourite team the Tigers were playing tonight πŸ˜ŠπŸ…πŸ…πŸ…

Bless my little cub.


Getting back on that Work Horse

So a while back I did a little wee interview with Working Mums Collective. It was all about returning to work and some helpful tips on how to survive one of the toughest experiences in a mum’s journey (okay apart from childbirth it’s up there on the ricter scale).

The scary thing is I’m going back to 4 days this week. I have no idea how it’s going to pan out….scares the crap out of me.

Click on the link below to read the low down:


Off to get ready for work and wrangle Nell….