Life with Lisa Kelly Photography

Foxtel is ruining my family.......just like I knew it would!

When the Singing Chef got his big screen TV in January, I thought we didn't need it but you know, whatever, I can live with that.  But when he then suggested (after years of begging, him not me LOL) that we get Foxtel I knew it would be a mistake.  I mean seriously, there isn't enough time to watch the "free to air" shows on the tele, when exactly would we get time to watch Pay TV.  Again, it just came down to the fact that I was sick of all of the crying and begging (him not me) and gave in.

So we get it and as predicted, it has ruined the family, well two members of the family in particular.  Namely The Singing Chef and The Diva.  They love it and can no longer communicate with the outside world.  Liv is glued to that Disney channel constantly, watching Hannah Montana, The Suite Life of Zac and Cody, and That's So Raven.  It wouldn't be so bad if they didn't just keep playing the same episodes over and over and over and over and over and over and over.............and god forbid I would ask Liv to do something for me whilst watching one of these episodes for the 50 millionth time.  She's like a Lioness protecting her cubs, snarling and baring her teeth like a crazy person.  Admittedly I have taken action and she is responding a little better to me now and we are limiting her Disney channel drivel, I mean intake.

But The Singing Chef, now that is a different story all together.  He mainly wanted Foxtel for the sports channels, namely the AFL games of his beloved Western Bulldogs.  However now it seems we are watching every game, from Friday night until late Sunday afternoon, and quite frankly I am sick of hearing and seeing so much football.  And don't get me started on the Cooking Channel, oh my if I have to watch one more show about how to cook pheasant and spatchcock I will puke, seriously who the hell eats that sort of stuff LOL.  I say less watching cooking shows and more actual cooking please Mr. Singing Chef.

So although he was never one to be out in the garden or doing much over the weekends, he has now spiralled into a new cycle of complete couch-potato-dom that must stop.  I am trying to encourage more cooking (which can be done while watching tele) and more ironing (which really has to be done while watching tele) and less of the actual lying on the couch activities.  Not sure how successful I am at this new plan but I am determined and I will keep plugging away at it.

I will however confess to you guys (but please keep it a secret, sssshhhhh) that I sadly have discovered a little secret love of the show, Girls of the Playboy Mansion.  Shocking I know, but having three girlfriends seems to be working for Hugh Hefner and once you get to know them, those girls don't seem like skanky, boobilicous, gold digging airheads anymore, but more like sweet, loving, well proportioned, bright women who may have the right idea LOL..............oh my, I told you Foxtel was ruining my family.

Okay, I'm off to take The Singing Chef to get his wisdom teeth out, an operation he is calling "major surgery", pfffffffttttttt, men are such sooks.  He also told me that his wisdom teeth operation is far more serious than when I had mine out LOL.  Wish me luck girls because I sure am gonna need it.  This is exactly why men don't have babies..............

So new and beautiful

Little Miss E is only 8 days old (I love it when the parents bring them so young) and I was so excited to meet her.  I took some maternity images for mum and dad and I just knew their baby would be gorgeous.  And I wasn't disappointed.  All of that beautiful hair and those perfect pouty lips..........swoon.  I was in heaven.  And she was such a star, letting us do almost anything, so long as she could have a little suck on mum or dad's finger inbetween.  It calmed her so much and was the secret to our success LOL.  Mum and dad were already wonderfully confident parents, although I think they were craving a little more sleep (yeah well, get used to that guys LOL).

Here she is................this is my favourite image from the session:-

The best 5 year olds ever!

When someone rings up to book in 5 year old twins, there is the potential for the session to be busy busy busy.  This was soooo not the case with these two.  They were so sweet and well behaved I was astounded (and I wanted to send my little guy over to their place for a week in the hope that some of that niceness would rub off LOL).  Mum had been planning for months, clothing shopping up a storm, dad felt the credit card had taken quite a hit but he was not bothered, he knows his wife loves to shop and he's okay with that (again, can I send my husband over to their house for a week in the hope that this attitude will rub off also).

So here they are, Miss G and Mr O, in all their cute glory............

I have to say that the camera just loved Miss G, she is quite stunningly beautiful isn't she

And ladies, lock up your daughters because in a few years man-o-man this little guy is going to break some hearts

I actually gasped when I saw this image for the first time, she is stunning

My little guy turned 6............

What can I tell  you about my beautiful 6 year old boy?  Well he loves hotdogs, the colour blue, his favourite friend is Matthew, he loves The Bee Movie, his favourite band is My Chemical Romance, he loves typing on the computer and playing Playstation, his favourite things are his football cards and his football and when he grows up he wants to be an AFL football player.  Oh and best of all, he's a mummy's boy...!

It was Fraser's birthday a week ago actually but the Diva had a dancing thing on that day so it was a bit of a crazy busy day and we had to fit in presents, lunch, bowling and a cake within the small windows of time we had available.  He was a great sport about it all though and even bowled 2 strikes which he was extremely excited about.  He got far too many presents of course and considering the day was so rushed, he had a great time.

To make it up to him we had his party this weekend gone.  And what sort of party do you have when you are a 6 year old boy who is obsessed with footy, well you have a footy party of course.  I know alot of Americans read this blog so just to explain, I mean AFL Football .  The Singing Chef and Fraser both barrack for The Western Bulldogs  (which is tragic because they aren't a very good side LOL).  So Fraser was all kitted out in his gear and so was The Singing Chef and we got ready for a fun energetic party.

Here are some photos from his actual birthday and his party:-

Here he is just up looking very excited, with The Diva in the background

He was even excited to open the cards LOL........I'm raising him well

This is the first year he has been able to read his own cards, clever little thing

One of his favourite gifts, although The Singing Chef was pretty excited about it also

What is it with males and Star Wars I ask ya?  It might be the phallic lightsabers

Luke, I am your father, come to the dark side, hehehe

Okay so now we've jumped to the party day and this is his cake.  Yep I know, it's pretty basic but my heart just wasn't into making the full on cake this year.  I used to so enjoy creating amazing cakes but now the quicker I can do it the better.  He didn't care, he thought it was amazing.  In case you can't tell what it is (because the cake sucks LOL), it's a football field

Woofer, the team mascot

Pin the football on the goals game (are you laughing at my bad drawing, how rude)

Target practice

My little man, isn't he gorgeous and he just looks so grown up here

What's a party without a lolly tree

Blowing out the candles......with lots of help and spittle from his little friends (I didn't eat it after that LOL)

This is how he looked after eating the cake, and man that stuff stains so his nose was blue for the rest of the day

And here he is at the end of the day, plum tuckered out, and sleeping with his football, awwwww how cute

So that was Fraser's 6th birthday.

So to my little guy Fraser, I love you honey, you will always be my baby, even when you are grown, you make me laugh (and cry) and I wouldn't have it any other way.  Happy Birthday!

8 day old Mr Frowny Face

This little guy could not have been cuter.  Can you see his little frown lines?  Isn't he just delicious.  When babies get to me this young it sure makes the session alot easier because they are still very sleepy and daddy had magic hands and was able to move him around for me with the greatest of ease.

He is so lucky because his parents are the most beautiful people and they will be amazing parents, they were just oozing happiness and love.  I just enjoyed myself so much B & J, thank you for sharing your beautiful little man with me.  I hope you love this sneak peek.......

And after we had gotten everything we needed, they let me play with a few cool ideas that I had been wanting to try, and this is one thing I'd been dying to try.........isn't it gorgeous

Does this sound familiar?

Recently, A woman was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D. - Age Activated
Attention Deficit Disorder (or this could equally be C.A.A.D.D. - Child
Activated Attention Deficit Disorder).

Be wary of the signs. This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my flower tubs.  As I turn on the hose I look over at
my car and decide it needs washing.

I go to get the car keys from the porch and then notice mail on the
porch table.  I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys on the table, put the junk mail in the bin under the
table, and notice that the bin is full. So, I decide to put the bills
back on the table and take out the rubbish first.

But then I think, I can run down to the post-box when I take out the
rubbish, I may as well pay the bills first. I take my cheque book off
the table, and see that there is only 1 cheque left. My extra cheques
are in the computer desk, so I go inside the house to my desk where I
find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my cheques, but first I need to push the Coke
aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. The Coke is getting
warm, and I decide to put it in the fridge to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the
window ledge catches my eye - they need water. I put the Coke on the
window ledge and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching
for all morning. I decide I 'd  better put them back on my computer
desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the window ledge, fill a container with
water and suddenly spot the TV remote. Someone has left it on the
kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be
looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen
table, so I decide to put it back in the living room where it belongs,
but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but some spills on the floor.  So, I
set the remote back on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

- The tubs aren't watered;
- The car isn't washed;
- The bills aren't paid;
- There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the window ledge;
- The flowers don't have enough water;
- There is still only 1 cheque in my cheque book;
- I can't find the remote;
- I still can't find my glasses;
- I have absolutely NO idea what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to work out why nothing got done today, I'm really
baffled because I know I was really damn busy all day, and I'm really
tired. I realise this is a serious problem, and I'll try to get some
help for it, but first I'll check my e-mail.

Do me a favour. Forward this message to everyone you know, because I
don't remember who the hell I've sent it to.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!

I am completely scared about how much this sounds like me.  Seriously I could've written it.  This is often how my day goes.  I truly am getting a little old aren't I LOL...........

Get your tissues ready girls......

Oh my goodness, get ready to cry everyone.  My husband showed me this on You Tube this morning, it's from the British auditions for the show Britian's Got Talent.  You will not be able to stop yourself crying.  I only just did my makeup darn it, but it was worth some smudged mascara.  Imagine being the mummy, your heart  would burst..........

Britian's Got Talent - Andrew Johnston Audition

Make sure to let me know what you think.  I am completely blown away and moved by it.

A sweet new life........

I am continually amazed at how lucky I am to spend time with all of these beautiful new little people.  And this little girl was no exception.  She brought along her mummy and her oma and we all had such a lovely time chatting and telling stories, it felt like a morning tea more than a photo shoot.  Meet Miss M.....

An Elephant painting a Self Portait!

No it's not me painting a picture LOL, this is seriously one of the most amazing things I've ever seen, please take a few minutes to watch it, you won't be sorry.  Amazing!

Elephant painting a self portrait

Let me know what you think.

What is it with Guys and Illness and Man-Pain

OH my goodness, The Singing Chef is having his wisdom teeth out in a few weeks and could he be more of a sook about it.  I doubt it.  He's planning on having so much time off, wants me to wait there while he has them out, needs me to look after him yadda yadda yadda.  I reminded him that I had mine out 2 1/2 weeks before we got married and was fine but he feels sure that the surgery will be much more serious for him, that his pain will be much greater, so it will take longer for him to get over it.  Oh Please!!!!!!!!

What is it with men and illness and pain?  When I get a cold, The Singing Chef has the flu.  When I have the flu, The Singing Chef has pneumonia.  If I have a headache, well he's got a migraine.  If I have a sore leg, he has a broken one, I gave birth to two children LOL.........well he has no way to beat that right.

I know my girlfriends have the same things going on with their husbands too.  Seriously are all men like this?  It seems they are.  Thank goodness they aren't the ones having the babies or the human race would've ended years ago.

I love you Singing Chef but..............Suck it up, it's only a few teeth alright LOL!