Drag racing.

This is one of my favourites, it’s how far down my arms can I physically let my coat drop before Mum will actually carry my coat for me.
I lose, every time…
coat dragging

Wyntog.

Hello Autumn, I’m ready for you.
wyntog

Spider in our midst…

spider stalker

I came, I saw, I lounged.

Sunday, a hive of activity.
i came i saw i lounged

Arnie’s favourite story.

Arnie loves cat stories. He leaps onto the bed with us to hear what his favourite feline is up to.
mog

A brief interval.

My broadband is down tonight so my little phone will have to suffice. I don’t stop drawing though….

image

Do they have to grow up?

do they have to grow up?

Evie is seven.

Lots of cake and lots of presents (some fluffy some doll shaped, one jigsaw shaped and a pile of books).
Happy Birthday my sweetest, chattiest ray of sunshine.
evie is seven

Poisoned dinner.

Well either that or it’s my cooking Gruff!
poison

Read me a story.

Millie insisted that Evie read to her tonight. I’ve never seen Evie look so delighted!
I remember Millie reading her a story as a newborn baby and her eyes would open wide as Millie started her story.
read me a story

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