happiness is

Six feet a walking

Six feet a walking

Quite often I can be found looking at my two little dudes and shaking my head in bewilderment at how they can be so young and yet so independent. They want to do everything for themselves and by themselves (apart from when it comes to going to bed ... then they want to be read as many books and sang as many songs as the increasingly late hour will permit).

The perfect Loch Awe sunset in Scotland

The perfect Loch Awe sunset in Scotland

I'm a work-at-home mum to two gorgeously cheeky boys - a one year old and a three year old. My heart bursts with love for them on a daily, if not hourly, basis. They are wriggling balls of energy ... adventurous, thrill-seeking and loud. Really, really loud. And so is their father. I adore the hysterical laughter, the exaggerated tales that require booming voices and even the ear-piercing shrieks of 'mama, look at me' which are repeated countless times each day.