Author: Naomi

First Day of School

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Today I dropped you at the school gate,
Our first time doing this.
You ran ahead full of excitement,
My grown up little Miss.

I slowed you down and took your hand,
I felt nervous for you.
I’m not sure why, you’re rarely shy,
Confident in all you do.

Ready to meet and make new friends,
To play, to chat, to learn.
I hope you stop and listen as well,
Remember to wait your turn.

It will be so strange when you’re at school
For so much of the week.
I’ll miss our funny chats, your constant singing,
Daddy’s games of hide-and-seek.

But I can’t wait to see how much you grow,
and the ways that you will shine.
I’m sure you’ll have such fun this year,
So I will try not to pine!

I think your brother will miss you most,
You’re his favourite play mate.
You make him laugh like no-one else can
and it’s only you he’ll imitate.

Good luck for your first time at school my love,
I can’t wait to hear about it.
Three o’clock will be our new favourite time of day,
Weekends more special for it.

So this is for you my crazy Emma,
My little baby girl.
A baby no longer, you’re getting so grown up.
Let’s give school life a whirl!

Naomi-16

August Highlight Reel…

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I have ended up taking a month away from the blog. Partly because I wanted to focus on our summer together as a family, partly because sometimes life happens. 

August was an eventful month that ran the whole spectrum of total joy to total disaster and everything in between. As I try to keep this blog a fairly happy diary of our lives, and I find we don’t tend to need help to remember the bad or hard things, this is a little highlight reel post.

So here is our August and our summer highlights, primarily featuring my two little terrors of course!

(Full disclaimer: These are all quick phone snaps, not beautifully composed shots… brace yourself for some awkward windswept selfies…;-))

My little family having fun on the beach

Family selfie at the park

E and M playing

Our first family bbq at home

Taking a walk in fancy dress

First costa hot chocolate

fun on the beach

playing with nature

Emmas stick house

Naomi-16

 

 

 

The Ordinary Moments #4 [The Elephant’s Child]

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This week we have spent a lot of time in the garden where I have a crazy forest of nasturtiums. Our butterfly friends, mainly Large Whites, have been frequent visitors leaving special presents on every leaf they can land on.Large White Butterfly

Emma is in her element. Every day we go out to spot the newly laid eggs and hunt out the caterpillars. She basically thinks they are our pets at this point. It is actually so much fun watching the whole lifecycle of a butterfly happening naturally in our garden.

Butterfly Eggs

I am desperately hoping we will find a cocoon at some point to complete the cycle. But I’m not sure when or where that might take place. The caterpillars are certainly very happy in their peppery nasturtium home currently. Do they go somewhere else for the next step though? If anyone out there knows the answer I’d be very grateful!

tiny baby caterpillars

We have of course re-read the hungry caterpillar, or recited the hungry caterpillar, at length. I’m trying to think of other fun things we can do this week caterpillar or butterfly related. I really want to keep Emma’s curiosity peaked, it’s such a good opportunity. That said Emma is always full of questions so it shouldn’t be too much of a challenge!

Big caterpillars

I keep six honest serving-men
(They taught me all I knew);
Their names are What and Why and When
And How and Where and Who.
I send them over land and sea,
I send them east and west;
But after they have worked for me,
I give them all a rest.
I let them rest from nine till five,
For I am busy then,
As well as breakfast, lunch, and tea,
For they are hungry men.
But different folk have different views;
I know a person small—
She keeps ten million serving-men,
Who get no rest at all!
She sends’em abroad on her own affairs,
From the second she opens her eyes—
One million Hows, two million Wheres,
And seven million Whys!
The Elephant’s Child, Rudyard Kipling

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