Maisy paints a picture of me, when she gets excited she has to do a little dance on the spot, so she kept stoping and doing her dance, paintbrush still in her hand, before running back in and doing a little more.
Baking peanut cookies, secret cookies, I managed to bake and eat them without any help, which does sound a little selfish, but when most baking is done with and for the little people, sometimes there can be a few treats just for me.
We drove to a field Joel had seen full of poppies, we walked down the dirt track but only a few poppies were still in flower. Poppy brought some "friends" with her, and wore her new gold shoes she picked herself! not quite my style, but they manage to look quite cool with some outfits. The light was real strange, just as we headed back to the car there was a huge downpour, which only last a couple of minutes.
Maisy and Daddy coming over the hill, on our way back to the car.
This is right where we live, and was our early walk, we got back home by 9.30am, which may not count as early to you, but for Joel it certainly was. Joel had the camera and would let me have it as they wandered off hand in hand, I was desperate and kept telling to take the shot. However I edited them when we got home, cropped this one so they were in the corner, and faded the colour a little to give that old style look, then I saw he'd uploaded it to a photography site and taken full credit the cheeky so & so. 
Maisy eyes up the raspberries at my Dads, her hair is getting longer and curlier after having been so short and neat for so long.
A little post paddling pool cuddle with Rachel, my step mum.
Poppy all big brown eyes and fluffy hair.
Mmmm, raspberries.
Gabriel my little brother,
It was hard to drag her away from the raspberries once she had discovered the joys of a food supply you can help yourself to, I am surprised she didn't get a tummy ache.
Clover, Poppies, Buttercups, Herb Robert, Daisies, Scarlet Pimpernel, and some big blue bell flowers.
Bringing the flower fairies alive, a little beetle walks on buy.
Poppies grown for Poppy, silk petals on the breeze, little seeds.
Maybe Poppy will find the book when she is older and will remember days in the garden with her mummy, looking in her flower fairies book, and making collection of things as the days go by.
Poppy lays the flowers in the fairies hands,
Then we make a little headdress, for a real Poppy fairy. 
