Confessions...

OK I have a confession to make...other than my niece and I'm biased there, I have to admit babies up until I had my own tended to look like, well other babies. I generally just assigned them to the ok they look cute category or wow I hope they grow up cuter than they look right now. I didn't get it. I just simply did not get it, they all more or less looked alike. One of my greatest fears was not being able to identify my own children among a mass of others if I had to. Ah but I'm a reformed woman.

Isabel, there is no doubt as to who your father is your resemblance to him is uncanny. Then Abigail my happy go lucky child smiling singing, ah you both bring joy to my heart, that quiff will not be missed in a crowd. I hope this week we will have some good news and we can think about moving into a place to be your home as you grow up, somewhere safe and happy with room to run around and get into mischief without too much fear of harm to yourself. In the meantime feel free to run amok around the living room try not to beat eat other up too much and enjoy your childhood.