outdoor wear

Is this actually our house or are we on holiday?

Is this actually our house or are we on holiday?

'No, little ones, this is our home now'.

And aren't we pinching ourselves every day, truly thankful that it is.

While Paul and I have been unpacking, unpacking some more, and then unpacking again, the boys have been exploring, exploring some more, and then exploring again. 

We're all slowly getting used to the clicks and clunks of an old house at night, and the perils of a snowy, sloping driveway during the day.

Right as rain featuring Joules

Right as rain featuring Joules

As a family, we spend more time outdoors in autumn than any other season. A mild fifteen degrees with the sun shimmering in the sky is perfect for running, jumping and splashing about without getting too hot or too cold. The leaves have begun their descent from the trees but there's still so much green to be seen, and the forest floor is a veritable carpet of treasures when you're two and four years old ... leaves in an assortment of colours, pine cones, acorns, sticks and if you're very, very lucky, conkers. And yes, if you're two and four years old, you also attempt to smuggle all of those treasures in to your bed at night, too. Or is that just my two? Sleeping on pine cones? It wouldn't be for me but they give it their best shot not wanting to let their finds out of their sights. My funny, little boys.