Where it began

I used to think that I knew a lot about a lot of things.  I was, of course, younger then and more importantly, I did not have any children.  Now days I am painfully aware of how little I know about anything, especially that thing which I have chosen to dedicate this part of my life to: My children.  My beloved, gorgeous, funny, exasperating, bewildering, maddening, earnest, clever, mischievous, loving, infuriating, affectionate, know-it- all boys.  Oh the irony!  That just when I have realised how little I know, I am blessed by two little boys who think they know everything and are so willing and eager to impart this knowledge to their poor, gormless mum!!

Sam, age 6 and Tom, nearly 3