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{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
Dreams were few and far between last night for you, Charlie boy.
A nasty cold set in overnight and cuddles were all you wanted this morning.
As we rested together and I rubbed your back to comfort you,
Your breathing slowly started to change.
Dreams have come back to visit you.
I type this, quietly, hoping they stay for a bit longer yet…
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
Every day she asks to wear a dress.
And no outfit is complete without her pearls.
She is motherly, determined, and just the right amount of crazy.
She knows calling me ‘mama‘ (instead of ‘mummy‘) will get her just about anything she wants.
I lie.
It gets her everything she wants.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
Tonight’s bath involved scrubbing pen scribbles off your arms, legs, hands.
It also included scrubbing your drawings off your sister’s arms, legs and hands.
Note to self: do not leave pens within reach of a two year old.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
You are the sunrise of my morning
And my sunset at night
No moment, no thought, no minute
Could be more beautiful than you.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
It seems only fitting you use up the last Santa nappy today for Ukrainian Christmas.
As I took this, it also served as a reminder that this time next year there will be no more nappy photos.
And even though that time seems so far away,
You always astound me with just how far you’ve come.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
Oh how late past your bedtime it was.
(But that’s ok, it was Ukrainian Christmas Eve tonight, so a reason to celebrate)
And you showed no signs of stopping.
I don’t even remember how many times you ran up and down these stairs with your cousins.
But I do remember the giggles.
And the squealing.
In fact, darling girl, I’m sure the neighbours did too.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
You are sensitive.
Inquisitive.
Thoughtful.
Bossy.
And then,
Just when I think I have you all figured out
You make me laugh with your quick wit.
All.over.body.laugh.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
There is such simplicity and great joy that comes from playing under bed sheets.
Oh, what fun we had this morning.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
“I do it by myself” are words we hear daily, dear Charlie boy.
Yet, try as you might, there are some things you are still yet to master.
Like how to manoeuvre your way out of the dreaded maze of a shirt above your head.
{Photo-a-Day Project: A personal project that I undertake every January for an entire month taking one photo a day of my children.}
As you grow, your personalities become more distinct and refined.
Miss Mia, you are forever delicate.
You cross your legs like a lady at the breakfast table.
You rarely spill your porridge, and your manners are beautiful.
Charlie Bucket, you are still to master the art of gravity.
The floor is not safe around you.
And when you flash me that cheeky grin of yours to say you are done, I could very well eat you for breakfast myself.
You’ve both grown so much.
Yet there is still so much more room to grow.
