The scent of Christmas …

The scent of Christmas …

The scent of Christmas to me is cinnamon, nutmeg, ginger, cloves and a spritz of citrus. Throw in some sweet cranberries and it’s sheer perfection to the senses.

I’m itching to get the Christmas decorations out already this year. I want to snuggle under a blanket with a hot chocolate and beam with glee as all the shimmering sparkles and sweet fragrances fill our home for the whole of the winter season.

Getting Christmas all wrapped up with the #sdfiverchallenge …

Getting Christmas all wrapped up with the #sdfiverchallenge …

Let me begin by saying that getting Christmas all wrapped up before the end of November is absolutely my primary focus as soon as the start of school has been taken care of! I do not enjoy traipsing all around town, in the hustle and bustle trying to avoid bags and elbows, all whilst attempting to hunt down the elusive gift for someone awkward to buy for. So to be clear, I am usually sat in my jammies with a glass of fizz come the 1st of December come tooth or nail!

The never ending wash pile …

The never ending wash pile …

There are only four of us most of the time and yet we have a never ending wash pile in our home. It is a little victory when I see the bottom of the basket every once in a blue moon. My husband is a surveyor, and clambering around on conservatory roofs, ladders and grimey work vans, meaning he gets more than a little grubby.

Dairy Free Banana Muffin Recipe …

Dairy Free Banana Muffin Recipe …

This is dairy free banana muffin recipe is used several times a month, especially when there are bananas left at the end of the week. They take a few minutes to whip up and make ideal snacks. You can use either butter or a dairy free alternative, I use Vitalite very successfully, the recipe works perfectly with either option.

Our family plans going forward …

Our family plans going forward …

I never expected to be able to do this again. I thought I had already done my last first days of school when Ells was little. Days I loathed because I always felt like someone else was benefiting from the best of her, and I was left with an over tired, over stimulated beast when she got home.

A Letter to My Birthday Girl …

A Letter to My Birthday Girl …

My beautiful Birthday Girl, Ells,

I cannot believe you are 14 years old. Where did the time go?

It seems like only yesterday when the midwife placed you in my arms, all 7lbs 6oz of you. Your eyes were deep blue, skin a little jaundiced but perfect and unmistakeably mine.