It was one of those days where it was so cold I could see my own breath when I exhaled and I watched memorised as the tendrils of air sailed out of my mouth and into the atmosphere.
northernmum
Getting arms like Jodie Marsh…
Nine weeks and three days remaining…
Not that I am counting.
BB and the spica cast are coming along nicely, life is slowly returning to normal again, well as normal as life in our house can ever be.
how not to play with your children…
He who helped create them took Twin girl and BB out for a walk yesterday to allow me some peace and quiet to sort out our tea. I tried to focus on peeling and chopping vegetables, but before long I found myself wielding a chipped wooden sword fighting a short shaggy haired pirate who was armed with glow in the dark light sabre.
Abandoning the carrots I pivoted on my heels and jabbed the air mercilessly around my son
How old do you have to be to get a brazilian?
A Brazilian anyone?
We will die, DIE I tell you…
As the winter sun burned a little brighter this weekend, the mood in our home lifted into summery smiles and carefree peals of laughter. Discarding our coats with reckless abandonment we sprang into spring like a family possessed.
We hit the park, fed the ducks and basked in the sunlight, all was good and happy in our world.
Then we decided to learn to ride our bikes on the road…