The Four, the Laundry, the Life…
So, by popular request, I have been voted to do some more personal blogging on here (it’s a tough job, I know, but someone had to volunteer…). So, for those who don’t know us, here’s a quick recap on who ‘we’ are…
Me – 35. married since I was *just* 18 to the same man. Four children. Run LittleStuff with the oh-so-fabulous Katy, and also assist husband with his business. Love to read, love to write, love tea, and daisies, and duvets, and animals, and to walk and talk and laugh. Love Life.
C – husband; amazing photographer, bestest friend and personal comedian. Love him.
No.1 – 10 year old son, diagnosed with ME (or Chronic Fatigue Syndrome) last year. Amazing, bright boy (no, really, officially Gifted and Talented, they tell me), unbelievably clever at lego modelling and creating stop motions – and equally unbelievable talent at talking non-stop for very long periods of time on Very Dull Things. Typical eldest-child head full of guilt and responsibility, no matter how much we try and fix that. Wicked streak of silliness too, and a laugh that makes the sun smile.
Boy – middle son, aged 8, a long string bean, never stops moving, loves to run, dance, sing, jump and be happy. Clown of the family, utterly passionate in all he does, wears his heart on his sleeve, life is lived at headlong pace, moral compass is physically attached to Magnetic North, our very own Enid Blyton 1940’s boy.He just makes the world a better place.
Jolly – youngest son, 7 – soft, sensitive, loud, liquid giggle, likes nothing more than cars, soldiers, playmobil knights and his family. Lives in a cloud; inside the daydreams is a very sharp brain, we are told. But difficult to know for sure through the fluffiness. Contented like a cat whenever he is held, but one of life’s worriers.
Pink – The Girl, 2 – headstrong, willful, opinionated and believes she IS the princess of the family. Totally charms all who meet her, very very bright, sparky, meltingly beautiful when she smiles… and utterly adored. She’s probably right about the princess thing…
So. There you are. That’s ‘us’.
