Brought to you by the letter "O"

Apologies for the incredibly late blog this week. I have been having some technical difficulties uploading photos.

I've also been incredibly busy printing millions (well a few at least) t-shirts in preparation for our first big market on 19 November. So because I have been busy I decided that this week's blog can be brought to you by none other than the Olliebear. How you ask? Well last week Ollie discovered our point and shoot camera, which thankfully is one of those awesome ones you can throw at a rock underwater and it will still work. So O has been having a great time toting the camera around with him and taking some lovely little pics. So here we have the world through Ollie's eyes...

The top photo is of his and my shadow at the beach. This is a personal fave of mine. Nice composition, even a bit of a dutch tilt going on!

This one is of "rainbows" on the floor. The rainbows are the sun shining through the crystals on my candelabra. You can also see a bit of baby spew on the floor. Gross. I love Ollie's little feet in the photo, along with his smudgy finger on the lens. This has become a bit of a trademark of his photos. Love it.

Smudgy finger again and baby Evie on her playmat. Note the super gorgeous cute pink dress? Our friend Kate gave it to Evie so we trotted in out for the first time when she and Cosmo came over on the weekend. How cute does she look in it? (Even upside down).

And a 'self-take' photo. What self-respecting Dower wouldn't know how to take a good 'self-take'? Anyone present at our wedding would have seen his father bust out the best self take of all time when we were announced man and wife. Awesome pic.

And since it is a super short blog I thought I'd have to console you with one of Evie's totally gorgeous smiles. Miss Evie turned 12 weeks yesterday which is the biggest milestone so far. It is the magical figure you hold out for through those bleary first three months as it seems to be when their little tummies magically get big enough to sleep longer. Not that I can complain. With Nick feeding her around 10ish, I get about 11 hours off from feeding her each night. That would be an impressive stretch of sleep for me if I didn't have so much other stuff to do. Now, back to printing those t-shirts...

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