Blinking Twice…
“He looks like this!” |
After a swim in the paddling pool, he explored his holiday surroundings..
Love… |
After photos were taken to remember our new friend, we let him go. Into the corn to return to his family.
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“He looks like this!” |
After a swim in the paddling pool, he explored his holiday surroundings..
Love… |
After photos were taken to remember our new friend, we let him go. Into the corn to return to his family.
I never understood those people who had “their” seat. From the children I’ve seen have a meltdown in class to my own dad and husband, I couldn’t understand how a particular seat could be so important to any of them [it seemed a little nutsy] – although I do understand the need to buy quality…
This post is compensated by #CollectiveBias, Inc. and its advertiser. All opinions are mine alone. In our house of three little boys, there are six sticky, muddy, grubby hands with 30 wiggly, fidgety, curious fingers. Wiping, poking, scraping, scrabbling and flicking, smooshing, smashing and smearing everything, everywhere. Nothing is out of bounds – nothing remains…
It’s been nearly 20 years since we moved into our first house, and as we’ve grown from the two of us and two huskies, up to the two of us and three little people people sharing the space, you can probably imagine that the place is a bit of a squash and a squeeze, especially…
Prompted by Laura, I realise that as well as taking a long Easter break from Instagram [and then feeling like it was the first day of school again when I got back to it], I’ve been absent from here for quite some time if you don’t count the toy reviews. But we are here still….
Three weeks and he’s completed the year – his first year of formal education. It’s bittersweet – the sad part? He’s growing up. The happy part? A new milestone; the school photograph, and it’s gorgeously handsome. On a side note – £18 for a download? Really? I’m glad he’s smiling!
In two weeks’ time the Jones family will be spinning their wheels along the motorway on their way up to the Midlands to spend some very special time with my side of the family. It’s my nephew’s birthday, my birthday, my parents’ 40th anniversary [also known as mum wants a medal-iversary] and one of my…