Puddles, this winter we wear gumboots, e v e r y w h e r e.
This weeks painting, found a home in the hall.
Because, somewhere behind this blog I exist.
Big boys need love too. Did I mention Harper fell asleep in the carrier the other day (insert shocked face here) because friends, my boy does not do random out of cot sleeps. ever.
This photo kills me.
So does this face. and those cheeks.
Talking, singing, yelling? maybe all.
The highlight of Harpers day, a clown pen.