I see you, teenage child. With your swagger and secrets. Sticking your flag in new territories. Of course, I’m boring. Show me a mother who isn’t. It’s our gift. To you. A life solidified – a crash mat made of person. Ready for your ungrateful bounce.
Boy Two is doing some photography as part of his Duke of Edinburgh’s, so Boy Three and I thought we’d join him in taking some photos in Bellahouston Park today. Other posts you might like: Too beautiful for photos What do the photos on your phone mean?
March already and I’m still picking pine needles from between the floorboards. Best thing to do for World Book Day? … buy a book and read it It’s World Book Day today and all over the country parents are tearing their hair out at the unreasonable costume demands this causes. Mercifully, the head teacher at […]
UPDATE: I wrote this a couple of years ago but it contains one of my favourite photos of Boys Two and Three. Please don’t tell Boy Two I’ve brought this out of the archive as, funnily enough, he doesn’t rate the picture these days. It’s nearly World Book Day again which is the ideal excuse […]
My older boys are the most fantastic and generous little people. They are often giving me things… only yesterday Boy Two gave me two of his SillyBandz. It absolutely squeezed my heart when he insisted I have the bands, they were from his first packet. I had to wear them then and there in the […]