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Sixteen months old, and these two are delightful chatterbox magpies.  Every weekend they surprise me with something new; between last weekend and this one, Emmy has learnt to say cuddle, night-night,…

“Mummy Work.” He is a dissheveled bedhead, two-foot-nine-inches of pyjama-clad little boy standing between me and the front door. “You no going to work today. It Saturday.” It’s Tuesday. He…

It feels like forever since I’ve blogged just for the sake of documenting, rather than to capture a specific event or milestone. Part of this is time – between my…

You may recall that when I accidentally dressed Kirsty and Josephine-dog in matchy sweaters for a local art festival, she refused to stand near the dog for almost the entire…

It’s been a bit of a funny old weekend for us.  We were due to take a review trip to the coast, but Storm Brian cancelled all of the trains…