Today is my Birthday. I’m 34 years old and, like with most birthdays that don’t end in a zero, it’s a pretty insignificant birthday to mark. But this year has been a big year for me and one that I felt I should take the time to appreciate. This year…
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To our Dearest Little Pickle, It feels like yesterday I was writing my last letter to you, just before your sixth birthday when you were about to go into Year Two. Now, you’ve finished your last year at Infants and in a few short days you’ll be starting at Juniors…
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Oh Little Man, How are you five already? It feels like yesterday I was writing to you on your fourth birthday and yet, here we are, another whole year down the line. I say this every year but I really think this year has been the best yet. You have…
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Today I am 33. I can’t really say being 33 will be any different from being 32 – or 31 before it. These years aren’t ones of moving house, having new babies, getting married or anything else massively eventful. Instead they are years of enjoying what we have, watching our…
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Dear Little Pickle, How are you six already? It feels like yesterday that you turned five and spent the next months saying that you wanted to still be four – and to be four forever. At that point I really did think that you’d tell everyone that you were four…
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Oh Little Man, Happy Birthday my sweet little boy. How you are four already I will never quite understand, those months and years have gone by so fast although I have made sure I have held onto each day as much as I can. You light up our life. Actually,…
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Today is my mother’s 60th Birthday. It’s a huge day in anyone’s life – a day when you can look back at your life, at everything you have achieved and a day when retirement is that much closer and where you finally get that orange card of pride – your…
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