These were our ‘ordinary moments’ this time last week, we’d spend each and every evening ‘out out’ along the Cretan coast.
I’m not one of those holidaymakers that chose to spend their entire time stuck in a complex, why and how people remain in their hotel for their entire stay abroad is beyond my understanding… there is so much more to be explored and so much more to enjoy!
Our kids know fine well that despite whichever hotel we book, they will almost always be out of an evening. They are quite accustomed to strolling along shores, browsing bars and scouring the shops wherever we visit.…
Prior to Maisy (our beloved but batty basset hound), we had Molly – our first basset hound, the basset that set the boundaries, the basset that put us in our place and truly introduced us to the breed; the good, the bad, the ugly and the downright bizarre!
Second time around, therefore, we were fairly sure that nothing would surprise us, the basset hound is a creature like no other and we were fully expecting Maisy to be just like Molly in the levels of mayhem and madness only she isn’t… shes a whole different kettle of fish – or should I say dog?…
We’ve had a wonderful week of beautiful weather, garden gazing and all-out water war! We haven’t needed to leave the house other than to carry out errands such as shopping, appointments and such-like. It’s felt very much as if we are living in very own little bubble and I’ve been quite happy doing so.
Although the sunshine has been and has most definitely gone, I’ve still got the pictures to prove just how heated things became earlier this week. Whilst the kids were busy keeping cool in the pool, I decided to blow some bubbles whilst snapping some pictures and as a result, I captured this blinder!…
Once the kids have snuggled into their beds and sound asleep, Paul and I settle on the sofa with snacks, drinks, and the dog… There’s nothing quite like having hugs with the hound following a busy day, she may be rather slobbery and incredibly hairy but I couldn’t care less- she’s adorable!
Each and every evening Maisy hops onto the couch and snuggles herself into my feet, she will then slowly but surely crawl further upon me, often making it completely impossible to see or to watch the television at all.
Our house wouldn’t be our home without the presence of four paws, we’ve spent a few days in the past (whilst moving house and getting ready for our holidays) without a pooch and the house was squeaky clean but scarily silent, though I’m far happier living with the fur, the slobber, the drool, and the many doggy delights.…
Over the weekend my husband often takes the kids and the dog out on walks, leaving me to catch up on the housework or to take five and enjoy the peace. As much as I love spending time with my family, it’s also healthy to have time out and to spend a little time in your own company now and then.
I love looking through the photos which Paul takes whilst out on his walks, the kids always wear such wide smiles, even the dog looks happier somehow!
I sometimes feel guilty for taking five, as if I should be doing something productive during that time such as cleaning or clearing around the house.…