Silent Sunday…
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THE COMPLIMENT
This weekend was exhausting. By the time we were travelling back from the Midlands, trundling down the motorway at 11pm with the boys strapped into their seats and slumbering away, I felt like my eyelids were weighing me to the floor. On Saturday alone, by the end of the day – which began at 5.30…
3, 2…. HE’S GOING TO TURN ONE.
This lazy Summer photo has absolutely nothing in common with the post I’m writing, but I love it. In truth, I’m sat in my Primark cotton pyjamas, crunched over the body of an 11 month old baby who has drifted sweetly to dreamland, as I mentally try to organise the rest of my week and…
FIREMAN SAM’S SAFETY MONTH
Although I adore Hallowe’en, I’m equally as excited about the event that follows it; Bonfire Night. Arguably we’re approaching one of the most dangerous times of the year – and with three boys under five I’m alert to many of the dangers I never considered when I was a child, having fun “oooh”ing and “ahhh”ing…
CHATTYFEET, WE’VE GOT THOSE CHATTYFEET
There’s a bright, floral box next to our airing cupboard that contains one of the most distinguishing features of most families I know…odd socks. With three boys there are an awful lot of socks in the house and despite my best efforts [and those of the really lovely lady who tumble dries our clothing in…
