Five

Lily Is Five

Wild Things

I don't seem to have the time to write as much as I'd like to write about my exceptionally beautiful children. Somehow, being the Mother of two has caught me by surprise. I'm not sure why as I was pretty tied up when it was just Lily so you would think that lesson had been learnt, but Sam....the force of nature that is my Son, he leaves us all reeling in his tumultuous wake. He is boisterous and noisy and somewhat destructive and constantly annoying his older sister but I think they love each other. Yes, I think they really do and this, above all things, makes my heart sing.

Chaos

The Unstoppable Noodle

Leash

Generations

I watch my Mother sit with Lily in her arms, reading her the worn and much loved stories unearthed from our time capsule of an attic and I wonder how much moments like these must send her tumbling back to her time with us as young children. I am struck with the feeling that I have a rare glimpse in to how she once was with me and instantly I too am transported to a time where most of my days were spent just so, curled up with my Mother, begging her for just one more fairy tale.

Dressing For Dinner

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