As always life is busy, especially at this time of year. Han made it back safely with stories of armed guards, grenade launchers and bullet proof cars. I have started working again, feeling as though the merry go round of life is moving just that little bit faster making me run to keep up.
Hugo has gone from rolling to almost crawling in the space of a few weeks, Otto has started to tell little white lies that are so exaggerated they are difficult not to laugh at, and we have had Kindy orientation that reduced me to a puddle of mothering emotions.
The weeks keep passing and life here is being lived, to the full.