Today is the first day of the summer holidays. We’ve had a slow start to the day. The kids are having a water fight in the garden. We’re still alive at lunchtime. It bodes well for the rest of the holidays.
Two weeks today, with a bit of luck and nobody playing silly buggers at the last minute, we will be moving house. Even though we’re having the place professionally packed for us, there still seems so much to do. I tidied away my sewing machine last night. I’m not entirely sure if it will come out again in this house, and just how quickly I’ll get it unpacked in the new house.
Number 2 makes me ever so slightly anxious.
But I will have a lovely and spacious sewing room in the new house so it will be worth a little while without sewing.
I will get some lovely photos of George soon and share them with you. But till then, this little face will have to do!
We weren’t planning on getting a new puppy until after the school holidays.
Sometimes it’s good just to throw the plan out of the window!
We had a dance competition for The Boy at the weekend. Note to self, when travelling over an hour from home to the competition venue at 7am in the morning…it really helps to pack his dance shoes!
Number 9 is Reason 876 why I love The Husband. He drove back home to collect the dance shoes.
The Boy won. Again. First place for quickstep and for jive in the 6-7 year old age group.
I may be ever-so-slightly ridiculously proud of him.
His success may have prompted his sister (who is equally talented as a dancer but decidedly more work shy) to up her game.
I’ll leave you with my current favourite pictures of my wee man. I’ll be beating the girls away with a stick in a few years!