We're slowly getting back to normality, here, at Howard's House.
Little Man is back at school….YEAR 1…eeek!! I'm trying to get the house into some semblance of order…although with a snotty Tiny person (and my complete lack of tidy genes) it's not getting far.
Much to my husbands annoyance (I'm still giggling like a little schoolgirl every time I get to refer to Tom as "husband") I seem to have the ability to ignore the clutter in most instances. I can see why it annoys him, as I hate it too. I just seem to be far better at ignoring it and looking at the tidy-ish parts.
I love my home and how dotted about there are reminders of my family.
::Little shoes lined up, little brother and big brother.
::A wonderful portrait of the whole family commissioned by a fantastic artist.
::Everyday moments, like making a cup of tea.
::…and always having company from the man of the house.
::Our sparse little garden's visitors.
::Reviving work on Little man's blanket, after having to put it aside whilst planning the wedding.