My oldest daughter is a bouncing ball full of bubbling energy who flies through life experiencing a rainbow of emotions. She finds it impossible to tell a lie, her face becomes a roadmap of fibs which all end in the final destination of giggles, and she says some flipping marvellous things without ever looking to disguise the truth.
twins
It’s a simple matter of human biology….
“So how old are you?” exclaimed the friendly lady to a cheerful twin girl.
“I am six,” she replied with a smile tickling her lips, “but mummy says I am ever so tall for my age.”
Mothering Sunday; what a crock of…
I doubt I will sleep tonight, the anticipation may be overwhelming to say the least. For tomorrow it is all going to happen, tomorrow is the big day…
I’m the Daddy
Bedtime took a different shape this evening. He who helped create them and twin girl were out taking my sister in law to the airport which left myself, spica bound BB and Twin Boy.
A momentary body hijack of the infectious competitive disorder
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.