Two farms in one day. A pony ride at my friends farm, where the flower girls can get dirty and thrive on running through hay, shovelling horse poo and holding baby chicks. One girl just loving the farm life the other taking to riding as if she was born to be on a horse. Then onto a friendly farm, an Easter day out! fish on the BBQ, animals to gaze at, the sun shinning so bright, hard cracked ground, a sight not often seen in England.
Easter time, a time for new life, asparagus poking through the soil, leaves growing and buds showing. A beautiful day with very old and good friend’s. Sunkissed faces and lots of laughter. Playing with sticks and making funny sounds down dirty silver pipes meant for a poly tunnel yet to be built. Simple things that cost nothing, but all the same the best game ever. Happy children, big girl on a sleepover, little one in with me.
I am at my happiest surrounded with flowers. This time of year is a good time for me in Cornwall. The hedgerow’s are bursting with colour. Cowslips, wild primroses, wild garlic and the first bluebells poking through. The Daffs are coming to an end, but you still find a field shot with yellow colour, like a paintbrush has been swept over it.
The other week we went to a cornish flower show. A place with lots of OPAs wearing wax jackets and wellies, a great lack of children and tons and tons of flowers, everywhere. I was so happy and content to be wandering through such amazing beauty. Myself and the Bluebell girl picking up tips of great things we can do together. A garden in a cupcake holder being one of my favourites. The little one wasn’t so keen, but was thrilled to be zooming in and out of tents so freely and enjoyed the space and the vast country side to run in. I think my passion for flowers has passed to the calm, serene older one. A child who doesn’t ask for much wanted to take a flower home.
The girls have a new room. Custom made by their Papa it has a slide, a swing chair, its a triple bed with the top one being a double. Needless to say its gone down a treat. My personal favourite part is the memory shelves. The treasures they make, you want to keep them forever, but they have no where to go, we now have a place. They can showcase their talents and keep them safe and we can gaze at them always. I also have the first shoes and the embroidered name/date and weight pictures. I love it!
You know a bedroom is good when they run off to make a lego building of it!
The room is every girls dream and they are so proud of their room. It came at a perfect time for them as their papa went on holiday without them for the first time ever! the new room was a distraction. I was so very proud of my babies who where a total joy to spend time with. They behaved perfectly, we did lots together and had a real girly time. When he returned he crept upstairs for they were still awake. The older one tentatively asked if he had a present for them, the younger one replied with he is here is is our present. Her love for him is so very strong and so pure. That comment melted my heart and he must have felt a million dollars!
Last week we wrote a birthday card.
The little one decided that now at the age of four and 4 months she should now write joined up ( like her big sister of course)
This moment of history just had to be recorded of course!