Having spent three days needlessly worrying about my little man last week, I’m far happier now that he is back at base, here at home.
We function best as a team – when one or more of us is absent things just aren’t the same. Whilst I’m all for having the odd kid-free evening to spend some time as a couple, I’m far more at ease when the kids are sleeping soundly in their own beds.
Happy To Be Home – Hugs With The Hound
Lord knows how I’ll fare in however many years time when the kids grow up and decide its time to fly the nest, I don’t even wish to contemplate that concept at present.…
It’s been yet another none-stop week, Paul was busy working whilst I was kept occupied with keeping the kids entertained which I swear is the more difficult job out of the two. There are only so many crafts, creations, board games, movies and trips to the park that can be carried out before boredom eventually sets in.
Whilst I adore having the children at home and being able to spend time with my kids, it isn’t all plain sailing as there are times when I could quite happily string them up on the washing line just for a moment’s peace.
I’m sure half of my neighbours have heard me holler no end of instructions, demands, requests and reprimands towards my children.…