So I’ve made it to the end of the year with a few days of gaps and often a delay in posting but there are now about 340 pictures (not bad out of 366 days I feel) that show my life in 2012. Last but not least for this year is the Hogmanay trip to Manchester where the Scampettes were already staying with their cousins and my sister and brother in law. Starting early celebrations with kids in pyjamas watching some TV and ending with four grown ups laughing like children having consumed way too many home made mojitos. A happy end to a year that hasn’t always been the happiest and lots of hopefulness for good things in 2013
I never am very good at eating breakfast with the kids before school but feel I should be. I feel as a good Scottish girl I should also embrace porridge in these cold wintery days – all my grampa’s generation swore by starting the day with a bowl of it (and often ending the day with a wee dram too). I don’t think I’ll ever like whiskey but I want to make myself eat porridge … and voila, the solution appears to be sweet freedom – a honey like syrup to pour on top that isn’t quite as calorific and feels (sort of healthy). add a handful of blueberries and a breakfast that I can now face at 8am has been born
and with no children comes the amazing revelation that you can have an evening (or two) out with no need for a babysitter and with your husband … comedy in the form of the boy with tape on his face on night one!
I take photos because I love them as memories … However, I also take pictures as a reminder of what I like, what I maybe want to buy or what I would like in my own house. We were very fortunate to have a few days between christmas and new year in which we could sort lots of things out and managed to trawl around London for a day creating a wish list of what we might like to have in our new home - one day
crept through the hallway, crept through the kitchen, crept through to the back door and you know what, despite no chimney (much child led angst on this) the ‘unlocking of the door’ option made by the kids ensured Santa and Rudolf made it to Gran’s house in Glasgow
the littlest horse riders
slightly early christmas presents for Ava and Jonah saw the 23rd December being given a horse riding lesson … just don’t enjoy it too much kids … I can’t even imagine what London lessons cost!