Little Brothers

Little Tales: The Close Shave

   If you must know, I was tooling around on my phone when I should have been watching them. So from that perspective, it is probably my fault. I’m the mother. No doubt future therapy will reveal it was all my fault. But in my defence, I never could have predicted my children would almost […]

Brothers In Arms

  If you're a fan of The Little Mumma Facebook page, you probably saw this picture. If you're not and you're just seeing it for the first time now – I know, I know! One evening last week, I went in at around 9pm to check on the boys and found them like this. And […]

Kid Photography and why you need Angie Baxter

I have confessed before of my compulsion to photograph my children incessantly. Thank goodness I live in the digital age where storage can be kept to one small box (aka the computer) otherwise this storage-poor house would be busting at the seams with album after album of baby feet and selfies (be honest now). Truth […]

Hey! I Have Other Kids, Too!

Hey! I Have Other Kids, Too!

Yes! Here's some I prepared earlier! My boys. So huge now, so very grown up in comparison to their tiny baby sister. Since Harlow has arrived, Bren and I were expecting some kind of new baby fall-out. Jealousy, possessiveness, sly kicks to the baby's head when no-one's looking. You know, fall-out. But they've been incredible. […]

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Memories Captured: Brothers

Memories Captured: Brothers

  In the last six months, Ziggy started referring to Luca as "Bubba" – brother. It's pretty much the cutest thing in the history of the world. He can say Luca (sort of) – "Wee-ca" – but whenever he wants his brother's attention, it's always, "BaaaaaBah!"  Again, cuteness. History of the world. You get it. […]

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Lies and Truth

Lies and Truth

The Lie: Luca is a huge help with the dishes The Truth: Luca successfully cleans zero dishes and leaves a small tsunami in his wake   The Lie: Luca and Ziggy are total BFFs   The Truth: Ziggy can ride Luca's bike – WHEN HELL FREEZES OVER   The Lie: Kids don't ruin everything   […]

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I’m Angie!  I mum. I write. I wife. My husband would say this is the correct order.  He’s so neeeedy. I live with my family in Melbourne, Australia, where I complain about the weather for 90% of the year – but I can’t imagine living anywhere else. Except maybe in Lake Como, waving to my neighbours George and Amal each morning.

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