I usually disqualify images shot for clients from this project, but for obvious reasons, I couldn’t resist.

No matter how much he channeled those inherited portions of his father’s mildly abnormal brain, he was unable to determine the password.

Here are three images from the kids’ first visit to Taronga Zoo.

I’d like to visit Taronga more often, but with Mr 3’s insistence on immediately reliving the seal show he had just seen in real life, maybe animal documentaries will be enough!

Next stop: Dubbo!

Bus tickets: $7.20

Bus ride: priceless.

I’m sure there’s something to learn from Mr 3’s enraptured state while riding a bus. Hmm.. something..

I don’t think he fully appreciates that Frontline Hobbies will taunt him with treasures he can’t afford/justify until the day he dies.

Miss 1 with her godmother and namesake, hallucinating and/or watching In the Night Garden (it’s so hard to tell the difference).

Not a whole lot of midnight-oil-burning happening here. Considering it was only 5.30pm.

Newcastle residents will understand.

Sometimes, there just isn’t a more interesting title.

As of Thursday-ish, Miss 1 can walk-ish. But she chooses not to quite a lot, e.g. when my camera is in my hand.

Lucky she’s so cute.