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STORMY THROW PATTERN
1 year ago
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
Look who is walking now!
Janita gave her first steps just before 10 months. Very soon she stopped crawling and started to walk everywhere. Initially she held her own hand or her dress, but now she almost runs, waving her arms about. These photos were taken when she was nearly 11 months.
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
“Koppie klim!”
A while ago, Franco and Gert climbed the koppie (hill) behind our house. Franco couldn’t wait to go up again, so the next weekend all of us went up – except for Oupa who manned the telephone in case someone phoned in connection with a puppy (we had just advertised) Hendrik was still at church and Frans at work.
The horse trail at the foot of the koppie.
Dorette with Janita and Thelwyn with Sandy
It is quite steep uphill and tough for little ones, so I took Franco by the hand – end of pictures of our way up! Leading someone up the hill reminded me very much of the about 20 months that I led my mother up the hill: She had her crutch in the one hand, and held onto me – her walking tree – with the other. I got to know every stone and tree: where to get her to step and where to hold on – her eyesight was very bad. We used to chat all the way up and i have precious memories of those times - I’ll cherish them forever.
On top of the hill – standing by the plaque Ma unveiled on her 90th birthday. We had celebration prayer times here on her 90th and her 91st birthdays. She died two months before her 92nd birthday.
Janita got out of her carrier and also paid her respect to “Oumagrootjie se plaat”.
Hello Oupa!
We phoned Oupa Jan to come out of the house to wave at the children.
Janita had had enough of family photos!
Time to go down again – Gert only carried Franco across an opening between the rocks – for the rest they walked down on their own two feet.
Rustyd. And no, Martelize is not sitting on the edge of a cliff – this is just a rock next to the path.
My precious blue eyed Franco!
Thank you God, for such a precious koppie and such precious times that we have spent – and will spend- there.
The horse trail at the foot of the koppie.
Dorette with Janita and Thelwyn with Sandy
It is quite steep uphill and tough for little ones, so I took Franco by the hand – end of pictures of our way up! Leading someone up the hill reminded me very much of the about 20 months that I led my mother up the hill: She had her crutch in the one hand, and held onto me – her walking tree – with the other. I got to know every stone and tree: where to get her to step and where to hold on – her eyesight was very bad. We used to chat all the way up and i have precious memories of those times - I’ll cherish them forever.
On top of the hill – standing by the plaque Ma unveiled on her 90th birthday. We had celebration prayer times here on her 90th and her 91st birthdays. She died two months before her 92nd birthday.
Janita got out of her carrier and also paid her respect to “Oumagrootjie se plaat”.
Hello Oupa!
We phoned Oupa Jan to come out of the house to wave at the children.
Janita had had enough of family photos!
Time to go down again – Gert only carried Franco across an opening between the rocks – for the rest they walked down on their own two feet.
Rustyd. And no, Martelize is not sitting on the edge of a cliff – this is just a rock next to the path.
My precious blue eyed Franco!
Thank you God, for such a precious koppie and such precious times that we have spent – and will spend- there.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Janita got grommets
A while ago Janita got an ear infection that simply would not clear up despite 3 courses of antibiotics and stuff to drain mucous. The ear nose and throat specialist decided on grommets. Here are some pics of operation day. It happened on her 9th month day! Gert stayed at home with Franco who wasn’t feeling too well himself and only wanted to be with his dad.
Dorette and Janita were at the hospital at 6:00 and I joined them a few minutes later – but we were told to wait in the reception area as the ward was not open yet. Janita was in good spirits and fortunately no one in the vicinity was eating or drinking!
She was intrigued by all the stuff in the ward, especially the drip stands on wheels. The cot had nice bars to grip.
Soon it was time to put on the hospital gown – can’t crawl about in that! She loved chewing my beads and even went into the theatre area with them. (The staff there thought the L’s were Catholic and that the beads were some kind of rosary…)
Janita was very upset when she woke up and threw a proper tantrum – she did not want to eat or drink, but once Dorette nursed her, she settled down for another nap and afterwards she was fine. I’m so proud of you Dorette, that you still breastfeed her a little bit - al is dit net vir ‘n trosie. Daar is darem niks soos ‘n mamma nie!
Dorette and Janita were at the hospital at 6:00 and I joined them a few minutes later – but we were told to wait in the reception area as the ward was not open yet. Janita was in good spirits and fortunately no one in the vicinity was eating or drinking!
She was intrigued by all the stuff in the ward, especially the drip stands on wheels. The cot had nice bars to grip. 
Soon it was time to put on the hospital gown – can’t crawl about in that! She loved chewing my beads and even went into the theatre area with them. (The staff there thought the L’s were Catholic and that the beads were some kind of rosary…)
Janita was very upset when she woke up and threw a proper tantrum – she did not want to eat or drink, but once Dorette nursed her, she settled down for another nap and afterwards she was fine. I’m so proud of you Dorette, that you still breastfeed her a little bit - al is dit net vir ‘n trosie. Daar is darem niks soos ‘n mamma nie!
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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