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Wordless Wednesday…
It’s a terrible photo, but it’s the only one I have. My little camel in his first nativity. So truly proud.
Birthday Cake For Granny…
This past weekend my parents were home from Mexico and visiting us to celebrate the boys’ birthdays. After giving the boys the coolest t-shirts and holiday gifts ever (more on those later), and handing over some super hot, hot pepper sauce to me and Dadda, on Saturday we blew out the candles on Jensen and…
QUINNY VS. BABYWEARING: THE TEST DRIVE
I’m a confirmed baby wearer, for a myriad of reasons – and despite being bought the most beautiful pram when Jensen Indiana was born, I just never got used to using one. I cringed when I caught people’s ankles, got frustrated when people on foot cut in front of me and I huffed and puffed…
VEGETABLES FOR BREAKFAST WITH DORSET CEREALS
Most mornings, breakfast is chaos in our house. Three hungry little boys asking for chocolate chip brioche, cornflakes and milk, hazelnut chocolate covered toast, raspberry jam-covered bagels, smoothies, apple juice, banana yoghurts, pecan topped croissants…by the time they’re packed off to school and I’m home again, it’s 10 o’clock and I haven’t eaten a thing….
PHOTOGRAPHING OUR CHILDREN: BRIGHTON BOYS
So, at the moment I’m writing my BlogOn presentation on how to shoot your children – or rather, how we can learn a few things and be photographing our children better. I’m so caught up over what to actually say in my 45 minute session, and so I decided to try some experiments of my…
PUDDLES AND PYJAMAS – IS CAMPING RUINED BY GLAMPING?
When I think back to holidays as a child, there were three kinds. Camping, caravanning and holidays abroad. The first time I sat on an airplane it 1986, I was 10, and we were on a 747 destined for my happy place. I’d never seen an airplane other than the ones that my Granny used…