Silent Seasonal Sunday
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Surprises are very few and far between when you’re a grown up. So when I read the message from Twinderelmo at 8am yesterday, reading “Huge congrats”, I assumed she was just being as lovely as usual and congratulating me on my Slimming World progress. I wrote back that I was so shocked as I expected…
I’m SO excited for the second time to be announcing that I will be speaking at the May BlogOn Conference in Manchester! I’ll be taking a walk through Photoshop for beginners and then live editing to show how I do things to create my own style. I promise that there’s nothing to be scared of…
We’ve been struck down with Dadda’s bug and so things are a little hard going in our house at the moment. No sleep for Momma, sad Baby Dragon, our Little Adventurer in denial of being ill, and huskies that are traipsing enough mud in for a couple of hippos to wallow in. In any case,…
To combat the Granny and Grandad have gone home blues, we spent Sunday afternoon at the park…unplugged. Relaxing….and escaping onto “den” from Dadda land sharks… …and tempting them with daydreamy, dangling fingers… Chasing brothers… Brothers who were reaching, learning…. …connecting and taking turns. ….asking for help and Dadda cuddles. I love that wherever we are,…
So this weekend I reached the grand old age of thirty-*cough*. I’m still having trouble absorbing that fact myself, and I keep recounting the years on my fingers but sure enough, time and time again, I found that as of Saturday, I was old enough to split myself in half, have both of myselves start…
It’s no secret that I’m terrible at meeting that first haircut milestone with any kind of joy in my heart. I hate that the hair they were born with, the baby locks that I grew, is taken away. It feels like a part of them, and me, is taken away – a bond broken. Worse still…
Too cute!