We are finally on our way – I hope the boat’s gentle rocking puts me to sleep!
Here’s another little one I’m ultra excited to spend time with over the weekend
In 1999, I became a grandmother for the first time. I can’t quite believe that it’s 18 years ago, but apparently it’s true. Phil, my eldest grandson, turned 18 yesterday.
I remember when he was a tiny baby, I’d finish work and head round to give him a bath and a cuddle. Now he’s taller than me, his voice is deep and he speaks in one or two word sentences in that way many boys of that age do.
Here we are at my daughter Rochelle’s wedding in late December.
Seven today! How the years fly.
Happy birthday Hunter!
A quick trip to Tassie for the day … Linc turns one!
Ronan, one of my grandsons, getting some air.