Because the only opinion that matters is hers…. A few days ago Boo turned 4 & she’d been excitedly looking forward to a trip to the cinema all week, she’d even chose a pretty dress that she wanted to wear.
My dear child you are growing so quick, it seems like yesterday that you depended on me for everything, you were so small. I never imagined that the time would race by so quickly and I’d yearn for your littleness to return and I wonder how it passed me by so quickly. I look back at photos of you toddling,… View Post
This is a perfect example of being two. She had a blue first place card but wanted the 3rd place because it was green.
The smell of Vosene hair shampoo always reminds me of being little… Tomato soup reminds me of little jelly plastic men that we used to throw at the wall and they’d stickley crawl down. I remember slides in the park as high as houses & snooker on a black & white t.v at my nan’s house whilst lounging on her… View Post
Playing dad… I set up a baby changing station in the garden for Noah to play with his dollies.
Friday is here and it’s been a crazy one. As one door closed, literally another one opened.
Some days I long for bedtime to come so I can grasp onto some adult time. A time in which the house is free of noise, demands from children, questions, chaos.