even though some gave us weeks...
Travel
Camping at Fehmarn
Camping reconnected me to some important lessons that needed revisitng...
My love-hate relationship with food
My tastebuds were doing the samba on a regular basis. Not to mention my tummy doing dutiful morning flip-flops. Funnily enough my early relationship with food was horrendous. I vowed my son's would be different..
Nap-trapped on Christmas morning!
My toddler firmly took the madness of today into his grubby, pudgy, yogurt smeared hands. Did I mention his fingers made it into his ears?
Forever now
I remind myself to drink in his sweet baby breath when he's having a meltdown in a public space and all I want to do in run home and hide.
I had an uninvited guest at breakfast
..my morning muse on grief..
Not quite ready for daycare
My almost 14 month old had his first day at Kita today... I was in for a surprise.
What a difference a year makes!
The seismic shift of giving birth has settled, however....
The magical land of Edelweiss
Three top reasons I cherish this mountain of salt
12 flights in 11 months
You'd think as parents we'd stop at 12 flights before he turns one. But no, there's more in store...