In two short months he’ll be turning seven. I have no idea where the years went. I have sat watching Willow hoping to see glimpses of Byron in her. I’ve tried really hard to remember him so small, but alas, the memories are fleeting. People will say it goes by in a blink of an […]
I don’t know what it is with Byron, but he finds a need to kick things constantly. If there is a shoe, block, book, rubbish or anything for that matter on the floor he will inevitably give it a good kick on his way past. It seriously must be a boy thing because I’ve never […]
Seriously, I’ve lost count of the amount of viral – nothing can help you but rest – illnesses Willow has had this year. It. Is. Never. Ending. I think she’s all cued, and hey presto, another unsightly gem makes a home somewhere up her nose, eyes or chest. I honestly don’t remember the other two ever […]
