Tis done...

The naming ceremony was a great success, despite last minute authoring and panics over catering. We had the most glorious weather, the cake looked lovely (tasted less so, but that's life), O and F scrubbed up well and N and I didn't look too bad either! N's mum made it all the way from France and lots of other family and friends joined us for a memorable day. It wasn't quite as emotional as I'd expected - I think my mind was on the logistics more than the content which was a bit of a shame. But looking back at the photos and re-reading the words made me realise how glad I am that we marked the children's arrival formally.

We now have a summer of weekends ahead of us with very little booked in the diary! Must get on the phone and book up to see friends. We also want to try and explore the west country a bit more, particularly as it looks as though my sister is going to move to Devon. Hurrah! We might follow there ourselves in a couple of years, but that's another story!

Sorry for short post, but still catching up on sleep. Nothing much going on - F is now loving her food which is great and is sleeping better which is even more great. O's language is bouncing along to the point where he's now saying 'What's that called Mummy?' about far too many things! He really is a poppet. Mwah mwah for now xx