A portrait of my children, once a week, every week, in 2014.”

Charlie: Loving hanging back with his mum, pointing out the light on the hills beyond.
Rufus: Always with a stick or two. Boys and the woods.

Charlie has had a brilliant birthday week.  Family celebrations on his day and then today a trip to the cinema with a group of his closest mates.  They must have ate several kilos of pick and mix between them, a small fortune.  Giggles and whoops of laughter throughout the film. 

This afternoon, just the four of us braved the winter squalls and spent a good few hours in the woodlands of Tyntesfield Estate.  One of our most favourite places to visit.  Boys took their knives and sat for ages stripping the bark off sticks, sharpening them to a point. Discarding them and starting again.  Rufus remarked ‘this is the best day ever!’.  Yeah son, it is!

  • Sitting here on the sofa with my husband and just read him this post, slightly horrified at the whole knives and sharpening sticks thing, when he says “Yeah, that’s what exactly what we would do!” (he and his brothers) Boys are so weird.

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