Thursday 11th January 2018
After hours bashing me, jumping on me, and playing hard on the bed (airplanes, body slams, full-on attack warfare), Kingsley this evening came up to me just as we were getting dressed to leave the house, said ‘mumma you are beautiful. When I grow up I want to marry you.‘
Well you can imagine the screaming I did! He got the hugs of his life, and didn’t that put a smile on his face!
Here is a series of the little man with his bride-mumma…