(Us watching the opening ceremony en famille last night. And those little size premmie All Black suits the baby dolls are wearing - were once worn by 3 month old Cole and Imogen. sob)
The Rugby World Cup is officially underway, and if you know D at all you'll know that saying he is rugby mad is a little like saying he doesn't mind the occasional cup of coffee. It is all on here. I'm not a huge rugby fan per se, but even I am a little excited about this cup, and especially for the opportunity for the all Blacks to hold up a bit of kitchenware on home turf!
We watched the opening ceremony together as a family last night which was lovely - and brought out a bit of homesickness from me - I'm incredibly proud of NZ's cultural heritage, and it was lovely to see a little on display. As much as we are loving Australia, and happy and proud to call this our new home, there is no doubt on which side of the divide our allegiances fall when it comes to rugby right now...though Cole and Immy suggested that they might like to shout for the yellow team (the Wallabies) since we are in Australia now and therefore should support them. The good thing to come out of that - I know *exactly* what D looks like right before he's about to have a heart attack, lol!