I am desperate to get my hands on a branch or two. Something close to impossible in Londontown!
I have a wee handsaw stashed in the glovebox of the car just in case I spy a perfect specimen.
Naughty! Maybe I just need to be content drooling over these pics. Sigh.
Oh man! I can't believe it is nearly September already. It feels like summer hasn't even started yet. I have lived in the UK for 6 years and I have to say - Worst Summer Ever. I have only needed to water my garden about 3 times over the whole of summer. Normally I am out there watering morning and night. The sweetpeas Max and I planted haven't even flowered due to lack of sun. (I know how those sweetpeas feel!!!)
I have noticed a few things which have been freaking me out....
Waking up to windows covered in dew, decidedly golden looking leaves on a few trees, and racks of Autumn fashion in the stores. Blah!
September is going to pass in a blur. My parents arrive from New Zealand tomorrow, Max turns 4 on Sunday and I am having my surgery next Tuesday. CRAZY!
Does anyone have any tips on making dinosaur cakes? Max has asked for a blue Ankylosaurus birthday cake. I had to google Ankylosaurus!
How many kids do you hope to have?
An interesting question, and one that had me thinking after reading this post by Jo Goddard.
We have decide that 2 is our magic number.
I always thought I would have 3 kids. I am from a 3 kid family and so is hubs.
But, we have decide to draw a line in the sand........
It's hard because, as little Finn grows, I feel the pull to have another baby so much.
Finn has bought such sunshine into our lives and I can't imagine life without him!
When we only had Max I couldn't imagine how it must be trying to juggle 2 kids. But now I totally get how 3 or 4 kids would work.
It's a heart vs head dilemma!
Our decision is based on a number of reasons:
We are not getting any younger! If we had met 10 years earlier, I think we would have 3 kids by now. I am 37 and hubs is 40. We are TIRED.
My two pregnancies were HARD work. I was sick sick sick with both. I just can't go through it again. My surgery, which is coming up in 3 weeks (eccckk!) If I were to fall pregnant again it's more than likely the hernia would reappear and Harley Street doctors do not come cheap!
So, to draw this very definitive line in the sand, we have decided hubs should get the snip! And today is his first appointment.
This way we can put the question to rest.
Two gorgeous boys.....who could ask for more?