Now a few months into his 6th year (or is it his 7th? This always confuses me…), Hux is a character and a half. He has an answer to everything, some cheekier than others, and is one of the smartest most hilarious little chaps I have ever met.
Hux turning five was a bit emotional for me this year. It felt like a big milestone, almost five years we’ve done this thing alone, five years of our little threesome. I can hand-on-heart say that, although we may not be where I thought we’d be at this point, we’re somewhere even better.
Today I said to Hux, “hey buddy, remind me how old you are again?” Because sometimes I look at him and I still see a baby, my sweet baby who curls up in my arms for comfort and kisses and couldn’t…
Happy Birthday, darling Hux! It’s really difficult to sum up your child and their year. Looking back at when Hux turned three he still looked quite the baby – but watching him opposite me at the breakfast table today munching…
It’s an odd thing, your baby’s birthdays. Elfie’s are one thing; as the eldest she’s the birthday trailblazer, demanding parties in village halls or Pizza Express and spending hours wondering if she’s going to dress up as Anna or Elsa.…
I always think it must be pretty cool to be a toddler in 2015. Just think about it – you get to spend your weeks playing with your friends, troche being entertained by various singing and dancing adults, getting taken…