“mum if I set the alarm for early tomorrow, will you wake up and walk to the beach with me to watch the sunrise?” There were so many responses running through my mind… But I’m not a morning person… but 5am is so early… but we are on holidays… but sleep is good… but I’ve seen...

Ava. Age nine. You make books. You have a talent for writing. You are entrepreneurial and enthusiastic. You dream up projects & have tunnel vision until you see them through. You are ordered and organised. You love one on one time with people. You no longer like the kids menu at restaurants and prefer to order...

She didn’t have her first hair cut for years because her curls were so beautiful & at the time her hair was falling somewhat straight from the top with golden ringlets at the ends, so I just didn’t know if her first hair cut would be the end of the curls. It turned out that...

The girls put together a show of dances and musical acts to perform for the family staying at their Uncle Jesse’s place. At the last moment Anouk announced that she needed some orange paper. I had a quick look around but couldn’t find any. I suggested that she might need to just do the performance...

When Anouk was a baby we noticed she had a bit of a gift with rhythm and timing. At age one, if she heard a rhythm she would repeat it by tapping it with her little hands. As she has grown older she has continued to be drawn towards any type of beat. She whistles...

This night was the main reason my extended family travelled and gathered in the Byron Bay region last week. We were celebrating my dad’s 60th birthday and part of that celebration was a night of live music performed by my dad, John Morris and two brothers Jesse Morris and Kieran Morris. Seeing my daughters standing...

Our niece Feather lives in a town that is 793 Km’s away from us, so we don’t get to see her very often. When we do get to see her, Ava and Anouk soak up every experience they can with her. They play with her, hold her hands, dance with her, feed her breakfast etc....

The four of us spent the week sharing a room at my brothers place in a country town near Byron Bay. The matress the girls slept on was right beside our bed, yet by morning one or both of them would still have climbed into bed with us. I never get sick of this sight. One of...