Me and Mine February

Pictures tell a story, and this is the story of us.  Not glamorous, not particularly exciting but our story nonetheless.  Bedtime is busier with two; two bodies to wash, two pairs of pajamas to dress with, two faces to wash, two sets of teeth to clean. And then there is one cuddle, one family and one story.  We curl up on Dylan's beanbag next to his bed, and he chooses a story to read.  

Sometimes it is a long one, and sometimes a baby book, but he always chooses and we always read.  We tuck the boys up in bed and say goodnight until the morning. This evening was like every other (apart from the camera pointed our way).

This month Dylan is loving cuddles, Peppa Pig, being able to run around the park without a coat on and time alone with Mummy

Archie is loving being able to do the slide by himself, learning to walk, pasta and turning one

Mummy is loving the warmer days, creme eggs being back in the shops, how cuddly Dylan is and blueberry body butter from the body shop.

Daddy is loving teaching Archie new tricks, still playing zombie games on his computer and being in his twenties still (just about).

So here we are in February, our little family of four.