We came back from Toowoomba yesterday. What a great couple of days. I sat and sipped a tonne of milo in the freezing cold. It was that kind of bone cold that screams right through your body. Makes you realise that youre alive.

We took Noah, Jez, B*e, K*n and J*n. Blayke is away on the Carnarvon Gorge Hike through Pathfinders, and the 3 other foster kids were with their Mum. J*n is the cutest baby! He was so funny, he only wanted Lee. Lee is tickled pink as most babies are scared of his burly beard and large frame.

But here we are, back in Brisbane. Today has been a management and maintenance day, we have caught up with washing, done groceries and changed sheets. D*n also arrived today, and this is what I wanted to share.

D*n is the older brother of B*e K*n and J*n. B*e has been asking for him everyday since he came to stay here, and finally the powers that be have allowed them to be all placed here with me. From the minute he walked through the door they have wandered through the house together hand in hand. B*e even stroked D*n's cheek, saying "I just love you my brother". So so Cute!!

But doesnt it make you envious? That as children we can love without inhabition. That we can be openly affectionate without being self conscious? That it doesnt sound weird to tell your sibling just how ridiculously awesome they are? I dont think it ever goes away.. I am still in awe and admiration of my siblings, but do I tell them?

Dont let a day go by that you dont let those you love know their value. Love like a child.