Family fun: top shot.
This week it had to be both the ‘before’ and ‘after’ shots. She had such an amazing time at the beach. But what were we thinking? Next time we are taking her in her swimmers!
Pause for thought.
I’m sickened by the terror attacks on Paris; yet another very black day in the modern history of humanity. But I find myself feeling increasingly uncomfortable, as I notice the wave of Facebook profile pictures changed to show solidarity, the many many posts on my Twitter and Instagram feeds honouring those injured and lost. Where was the same global outpouring of public support, grief even, for the people of Lebanon, suffering their own loss at the hands of terrorists, two days earlier?
Someone with the handle @karunaezara, was quoted by someone I follow on instagram. She says it so well:
“It is not just Paris we should pray for. It is the world. It is a world in which Beirut, reeling from bombings two days before Paris, is not covered in the press….Say a prayer for Paris by all means, but pray more, for the world that does not have a prayer, for those who no longer have a home to defend. For a world that is falling apart in all corners, not simply in the towers and cafes we find so familiar”.
Memories are made of this.
Our girly jumped totally independently into the swimming pool for the first time this week. All by herself – no arm bands, no waiting arms to catch her, no coaxing words of encouragement. She just saw her four year old idol do it, and immediately followed suit! I don’t know who was more surprised – her or her daddy.
I thought her daddy handled it very calmly, considering he had to very quickly get to the right bit of the pool to hoik her up on to her feet and shower her with praise before she noticed that she’d been a bit panicked by getting a faceful of water up her nose!
Laugh out loud.
I had a friend round for coffee and cake during the week. Her son was born the same week as I gave birth to mine. It was a lovely opportunity to catch up with her and let the boys have some social time too. My little man’s first playdate. Lying side by side on the baby mat, both boys looked like two proper little rogues. With a glint in their eyes, all cheeky smiles and that gorgeous irresistible chubbiness that young babies carry off so well. It made us laugh out loud.
“If we are to teach real peace in this world, and if we are to carry on a real war against war, we shall have to begin with the children.”
Music makes me happy.
Good day sunshine – the Beatles. What better way to start the day than cuddles with my babies, singing along as we listened to the Beatles? This song is my all time favourite Beatles track. Guaranteed to make you feel happy.
Two sleeping children in the back of the car, nothing and nowhere to rush off to, take away coffees on the go, chatting with my husband about our plans for our upcoming holiday in England. With a toddler and a baby in the house, we don’t get much time together these days when we can have an uninterrupted conversation! Sometimes it’s the little things.