I chant.. “I love smears, I love smears.” Positive repetition works apparently. Maybe I should have been repeating it since that last one as my happy mojo seems to have …
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…
Many moons ago, when BB was still a dream he who helped create them didn’t share with me and when twin girl’s hair still rested by her ears and twin boy was still lovingly referred to as a chatterbox rather than the boy who never stops talking, myself and my two (almost three) year old twins went out for the day.
Couple of rookie mistakes today. The first was embracing the sunshine and swapping my trainers for open toed shoes; the second was trying to teach twin boy and girl how to roller skate alone in open toed shoes….
Anyone selling patience? Anyone? I need some; the last of mine was clearly mixed up in the after birth when bb was born and was chucked in the bin with all …