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I’M SPEAKING AT THE BLOGON CONFERENCE – MAY 2018
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…
THE FAILED EASTER PHOTO
This is about the best three brother photograph we’re going to get this year…. :/ Oh well! We tried.
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FIRST DAY OF PRE-SCHOOL FOR BEANS [THE EVERYDAY]
Beans had his first day of pre-school today, after two settling-in-with-mommy sessions. He’s been allocated five afternoons as we’re entitled to 15 hours of pre-school fun, but we’re seeing which afternoons suit him best. As as he’s a summer birthday, our poor little Beaner is going to be wiped out for one, and secondly I’m…
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IT’S A JUNGLE OUT THERE [OR RATHER, IT WAS]
Now I’ve written that heading, now all I can hear is the theme tune from Monk that me and the Mister used to watch eating Saturday lunch way back before we had the boys. Ahhh, lunchtimes when my bottom remained seated for more than three minutes… Anyway, this weekend we bit the bullet and decided…
Sometimes…. {I Heart Snapping}
…celebrating is exhausting. By midday yesterday, my second little prince was asleep. He looks so tiny now, yet in less than three months, he’ll suddenly blossom before my eyes into a little boy as his baby brother joins us. Our three Musketeers. I’m more than completely in love.
C’EST LA VIE: lights by TENA
Bum bounce. Bum bounce. BUMMMM BOUNCCCCCCCCE! I hear these words at least seven or eight times an hour as Hero pleads with me to join him on the trampoline in the back garden. Let’s forget that my body, post three huge baby boys, is hardly trampoline-ready, or that the neighbours can see me each time…