Last week Megan turned 5, and whilst a simple, low key affair to mark the day, she was over the moon to be rocking a couple more princess dresses, eating a barbie cake with family, and starting off her palace pets collection. She had several princess dresses, my little ponies and barbies at the top of her wish list, with a desire to do “G0 Ape” for her family day out activity! Its plain to see that she still drifts somewhat between the tomboy adrenaline seeker and gracious princess, and we love the vast differences that make her her and generally such great fun to be around.

Megan hasn’t change a whole lot in the last 12 months (other than height wise); she is still the epitome of sass, has an infectious laugh and imagination, is very funny, loving, overly emotional and a complete nutter. But one thing I have noted is how good and kind she is – I often describe her as being full of goodness, and she really is!

In her 4th year of life Megs has gone through some really big things with a new baby last summer, starting school in September, moving house a few weeks ago, and then starting school all over again last week. Of course you wonder how this might affect the kids (especially the first two with her being the “baby” for so long), but I was super proud to see that she embraced each of these huge things wonderfully and has taken them in her stride. She is now writing well, reading at a steady pace, has received all kinds of awards at her old school and makes friends easily. She adores her baby (most of the time) and really smothers her…overall she is growing into a really lovely young lady (with lots of sass).

At 5 years old I want to remember how much she now loves unicorns, princesses, accessories, dress up, movies, the beach, seeing her cousins and of course banter with her siblings.

I want to remember how she needs snuggles one minute and goes nuts if you touch her the next.

I want to remember how stubborn she is…how she mostly thinks she knows best, argues with me over ridiculous things, roles her eyes and bosses everyone about (and of course holds the biggest grudges)!

I want to remember the stories she fabricates (and that teachers believe), and how she believes most of what she watches.

I want to remember how much she loves food, treats, bakery’s, ice-creams, cheese pizza and pasta, and talks about places like Pizza Hut and Domino’s like she’s a regular.

I want to remember her love for animals, her goal to be a vet and marry a farmer, and how she craves adventures!

I can’t wait to see her in a couple of weeks at Go Ape and see how she grows in her 5th year of life. How the heck is she 5 already?

 

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A few weeks ago, and all by chance really, Ethan did a spot of modelling for a university fashion student. It was a really chilled (and interesting) night, and he had a lot of fun doing it. I was impressed at how well he listened and followed her instructions, and then how cool the pics were (to say they were taken in student digs).

The girl doing it was really pro and arty, and had set up a little studio in her lounge – she was just lovely and it was great that she asked to use Ethan. I love the shots she did of our cheeky little boy.

As I say it was all by chance, and came at the request of one of his Aunts! She has just completed her final year of a fashion degree and one of her friends wanted to photograph the pureness of childhood as part of her final project. She, on the off chance, asked if anyone knew of any young boys that would fit the bill, and so auntie suggested our little E.

I was happy to help them out, and with the offer of some free chocolate, so was he!

The whole shoot, from garment to backdrop and props were white and he really did look rather angelic. It was reflective of how man starts off pure and white and through life (and other garments she made) she told the story of change. He looked super cute and afterwards said it was a lot of fun and that he especially enjoyed all of the lights on set (and the bags of chocolate she gave his as a “Thank you”!). The shoot, along with her others, were exhibited last Friday night in Leeds for her project called “The Colour of Man”.

I wanted to share this small moment, and some of the pics to remember the day that little E looked so cute when he did a spot of modelling…

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One of my favourite things about where we lived in Leeds was certainly the lovely school the kids attended. It was small, religious, filled with lovely families and just a short walk from our house and the park. We all fitted in well, had lovely friends and whilst the new school looked good on paper, you never really know.

This week saw a big ordinary moment associated with moving house – Starting a new school and for the first time in my life as a school mum we have done school runs on the bus and train!

On Monday morning we were all super excited to get into our new flow of life whilst living at Grandma’s, and caught the bus opposite her house up to the school (15 mins away) to our soon to be new village. We had a lovely tour and met their classes and teachers, and everyone was just so lovely. They wear daffodil yellow and bright blue, instead of the purple we were used to, and things are done a little differently too. But they have so many great things for the kids to do, and whilst unknown to us we were delighted immediately and left feeling very excited to start the day after!

Living away from the school for the time being, it has of course meant that we can’t just pop our shoes on and leg it round the corner in a mad dash like our usual school days have been, arriving in the final second. We rely on public transport or family for the moment, and so I have been way more organised on a school morning than I ever have been!

We have gone by bus (which here is a complete rip off), And then the train too which was a great adventure for us all…mostly though we have had the kindness of family drive us up daily and they have enjoyed seeing the kids go to school and come home with an array of stories.


I am incredibly grateful that their school is so lovely, that they are so happy and that starting school again has gone so smoothly! It is a small village school with small classes, in a beautiful setting. They are all friendly, the kids feel included and accepted, and they have been eager to go in every day and have left with smiles on their faces (what more could you want?). I am so excited about it, about their teachers and the clubs, the stuff they do and the fact that if I want to I can go have lunch with them too (or take them out and have a picnic) – what a bonus feature! I seriously feel like I am living the dream.

Yes it is a whole new way of life to that we have been used to, and I never imagined that something so ordinary as going to school would become such a great adventure – but oh what fun we’re having and how much we have to look forward to in the coming years here!

 

The Ordinary Moments
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If there is one thing I have learn’t from last weeks move, it is that Nathan and I are a team – and a good one at that too. We are both workers, both strong, and when there is something to do that requires us both then we get on with it side by side mostly with a laugh and lots of chatter, and we accomplish our goals.

It hasn’t always been that smooth (my birth with Ethan is a prime example of us “singing from different hymn sheets” with regards expectations of our roles), and there are times when I feel that we’re not on the same team and that maybe we are pulling in different directions, or rather our expectations of one another aren’t understood by the other. There are times of course where I may get quite mad at him or wound up and frustrated by all manner of things (and especially when I am tired I may be extra snappy)! And I am sure that I annoy him too, though he does well at hiding it, biting his tongue and his patience, love and quick forgiveness with me despite my attitude helps us remain on the same side!

But now after 4 kids and almost 8 years of marriage, we are showing the world in many scenarios we have faced and do face, that we are on the same team and it’s something that brings me great joy!

I love the feeling of accomplishing something together, the feeling of knowing we have both pulled our weight, put in the work and succeeded as a team. I love when we can celebrate at the happiness we have created and the things we have achieved.

I often wonder what I would do without Nathan…or even what life was once like without him in it. I wonder what I would do without my team mate and bestie or how I would have got through all we have faced? I am better, and life is better/more fulfilling (and he says the same) for being married to each other.

Our most recent adventure together of course has been moving house. People like to say how stressful this is, and I can certainly agree with that, but not in the way I thought. The actual idea of moving, finding a new home and the reality of being in a new place is all rather exciting. The jobs along the way with solicitors etc were mostly expected and now this weekend we have actually loved settling into our new life back home in East Yorkshire.

The Packing, cleaning and then driving all of your life elsewhere isn’t even that stressful either, it feels like an exciting new adventure and something I can only describe as being right. But for me, I found that the stress comes when you move with kids in tow. When you pack something and turn around and find it unpacked. When you clean a room and they mess it up again. When you’re trying to load/unload a van and they’re just there nagging away. When you tip something and they pull it out. When you need to unload the van to storage and realise you never arranged for anyone to watch them…Now that’s stressful.

But we worked together in the way we know how – side by side and as a team. Slowly and surly it came together with the help of friends and some family, and we did it! We were exhausted, homeless and at now at Grandma’s, but it was together that we got here in our lives, and it was as a team that we did what we set out to do and created happiness and a new chapter.

I am so glad that I found someone that loves me like he does, that can be clam under pressure, work hard alongside me and be my team mate and supporter of our team every step of the way. We have so many dreams and goals that I know we can fulfil because we are in with both feet, each others supporters and playing for the team!

 

The Ordinary Moments
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