So last night I mentioned on social media that I often feel I'm just playing Mummies and Daddies, that I look at my cute kids then question whose they are-you see deep down I still feel 16. OK make that 18. Thankfully from the response I got online, it seems I'm not alone...
Breaking driving myths with Michelin... Yep that's me right there (above), albeit a more cartoon looking, blonder more Caucasian version of me but nonetheless like the lady above, I'm blindly believing u...
A French recipe.
We feel truly lucky to have had quite a few fabulous, memorable holidays both here or abroad since the kids have come along mostly in Europe and the Med with some closer to home in Yorkshire and Wales. Long haul flights pre kids have taken a back seat but fun and often lots of sun has never been compromised (not counting our holidays to Wales)!
My child's Pre-School has two weeks off for October half term but instead of flying to South Africa ourselves to visit my husband's parents, we flew them over to Leeds so they could meet baby Alexander for the first time and have a holiday overseas themselves! It's been wonderful seeing them again and they've fallen head over heels with Baby A and relished in seeing their first grandchild Oliver again.
Not The One (below), one but the one your partner/husband/friend with benefits has agreed if you ever meet (which is extremely unlikely) you can -' you know with' or I don't know, at least kiss.
Just over a week ago, (yes it's taken me that long to write this)- I won an award!