Wordless Wednesday… Easter Woodlands

I am terrified of the dentist.  I know that’s childish and ridiculous, but I am.  Hypocritically, I cannot say enough about how important it is for Our Little Adventurer to visit regularly and I hands-in-the-air admit that I practically press ganged Dadda into taking Jensen a year ago for his first visit. On his second…

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…

Breakfast this morning was delicious.  The lovely people at Lizi’s Granola sent us me some of their pecan and treacle mix to try. Thinking this might be something that I would enjoy myself, and would make a delightful change to my regular cereal (or lack of cereal most mornings), I perched on the fraction of…

Mental Arithmetic. I can still remember the way I felt when I was at school and Friday rolled around, just so I could see how I’d score that week. I haven’t always been brilliant at it, but I guess I’ve always loved maths. When Gav and I met, we spent hours watching Numbers on TV…