It's been an age since I blogged, in fact this is my first post of 2018. I thought it would be nice to do a little family-life-catch-up. I've been looking through a lot of old photos lately and realised just how much Kit and Oz have grown up and thought it would be a shame not to make some notes on how they are doing at the moment, so we can look back in years to come.
I've made a start on going back through older sections of my blog, pulling out family content and adding it to a photo book, printing to keep a physical copy.
I've been using Artifact Uprising and though it's not the cheapest option (by far), the quality is outstanding, the book binding and covers a perfect quality. It feels fitting for such a keepsake.
Such a character. His poses when he knows I'm taking photos are just bang on, catalogue style posing at their best, he does make me chuckle when he starts busting moves. Talking of busting moves, he's been practising the running man, mainly to Vanilla Ice. Though he informs me he likes Twenty One Pilots now.
He still loves being outdoors, but not as much as he likes be indoors glued to his iPad...We've found ourselves limiting his screen time because otherwise he gets totally immersed and ends up semi-crazed.
His cheeky used of the word 'fudge' as the f-word is driving me mad.
Nearly 10 - going on 15. The first flickers of teenage angst are appearing. One moment she's young, talking of unicorns on candy mountains of make believe, wanting to be mollycoddled and the next she's sultry, sulky and wanting to stay in bed to sing Charli xcx.
She's begun private maths tutoring, as maths is as subject she doesn't doesn't naturally 'get', and I'm happy to report it's making a noticeably positive difference already a few weeks in.
We're planning her 10 birthday celebrations at at the moment, and it's not that she's indecisive, more that she doesn't feel that she wants anything. It was the same at Christmas when she asked Father Christmas for 'a small box of Roses chocolates and some slippers'.
She's requested thta I make her a unicorn birthday cake though, so if anyone wants me I'll be deep in Pinterest looking for inspiration!
Our rescue-greyhound from the Dogs Trust. He came to live with us 6 months ago now and I don't think I mentioned that before.
A 5 year old ex-racing greyhound he's not spent life in a family home before but has been a complete dream to join us. He's so mellow and chilled out, enjoys short walks over long ones, doesn't bark, is completely housetrained and loves attention but doesn't force himself upon people.
We were so lucky to find the perfect match for us, he won his way into our hearts in a matter of days and it feels like he's always been here.
He's not keen on other dogs if they are off the lead and wears a muzzle when out in the forest incase any small rabbit sized doggos come running up to his face - the racing catch-that-rabbit instinct will always be a part of him so it's life on the lead for him when out and about, but he really doesn't mind one bit!