Aussie Kids

On my recent mad dash back to Oz, I got to do one of my favourite things: hang out with my brother’s kids.

These kids are active. I love that about them. As the world struggles with a child obesity crisis, these four kids are fit, healthy and well-balanced. It’s a testament to the time and effort my brother and sister-in-law invest. They are truly amazing parents.

Having spent several months in China, where space and fresh air are unheard of, their outdoor lifestyle was even more exaggerated.

I wanted to share some of the photos here a) because these kids are cute but also b) I think a lot of my city dwelling friends will get a kick out of seeing how these true-blue Aussie kids live!

 

Willie loves helping out in the yard, especially if he can drive the mower!

 

Dress-ups with vests from Mongolia!

 

These boots are not really made for walking...

 

A bit of backyard cricket, with the trampoline as the wicket keeper!

 

What do you do when big brothers don't include you? Have your own game of cricket!

 

Jump around. Jump around. Jump up, jump up, and get down!

 

Snacks are essential for keeping up energy! A bowl of cold watermelon is one of Willie's favourites!

 

How many kids can you fit on a golf buggy? At least 7! (fyi - they were just dropping the next door neighbour kids home... it's a long walk!)

 

What's this? These kids actually watch TV? Oh, it's the footy grand final!

 

The footy final was a family affair!

 

A quick dip is a must on a hot North Queensland day

 

Willie was not allowed to go skinny dipping, so he sat in the shade in a silent protest!

 

Back flips off the side of the pool - I loved doing those!

 

How high can you go?!

 

All this running around is exhausting - so Willie lined up for a poolside massage!

 

Hey kids - I love you!

 

Scary Shan

No sooner had I posted Roll Call about the Australian brood, when my peeps from across the Pacific chimed in with their own China-inspired story…

My sister-in-law (Kai’s sister) posted this on my Facebook about my gorgeous four year-old nephew:


Poor Henry. I felt terrible! I don’t mind being Crazy Shan or Silly Shan, but Scary Shan? I don’t want to be that person. Of course my response was that I would never hurt him because I love him far too much.

And what good luck that the Seattle Crew will be in town when I return to Oz in October.

Bring. It. On!