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Onesie not amused.

Winter is here and we will now commence after school onesie club.

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My how you’ve grown.

I wake up in the morning and he’s visibly taller.

Installing Gruff, version 9.0 complete with sword upgrade.

Happy birthday bigger dude, you make me ridiculously proud to be your mum.

Mums break the internet.

This one’s for the mums. We are all bonkers and amazing. Love to all mums doing their best to just get through the day in the hope that tomorrow they will find the floor free of toys and lego. Hold fast.

Turn the up the volume.

Because it’s quite hard to hear the television over all this purring.

Sleeping dogs.

Sneaky blinder.

Elevensess

How on earth did Evie get to be eleven? Time has galloped at breakneck speed and I now have a beautiful, passionate, blue eyed artist with a love of books, drawing and cake.

Happy birthday Evie. Stay fluffy, always.

Explosion.

Explosive start to Monday with a vacuum rammed washing basket. You can imagine my sheer joy at working through that. Isn’t this fun? Bet Snow White held those animals at gunpoint to get them to tidy up her bloody cottage.

Evening sun.

It’s just glorious. Low, warm sun to warm the bones and the heart.

Walking up the garden is a bit of a dance to avoid the dewy spider webs that have been ambitiously spun overnight. I’ll leave the lying down to you Bonnie as I’ve had my fair share of garden spiders in my hair today

Barefoot.

I love walking barefoot, it’s a simple pleasure but there’s something about letting your feet feel the earth that soothes me. (Maybe I was a tree in a past life or something).

The ivy in our garden is now flowering profusely and it’s perfume leaves a heady scent in the air.The droning from the hundreds of bees on it is wonderful. I’m glad I didn’t cut it back, it’s an autumnal feast for insects.

Go find some and enjoy the show.

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