The Eccentric American Mama in Cumbria

Just because I'm a glutton for punishment I thought I'd post again today to lighten the mood over here, only kidding, I love all my readers and my previous post was meant to be about me making positive changes in my life to be happier but as usual I dug a massive hole and then made it deeper. Apologies once again but let's not forget the reason this blog started. It began all because of this cutie right here and my desire to keep my friends and family in America informed about what was going on in our lives. So although I want to cut back on my posts I don't want to cut out my friends or family so I'll do my best to keep you up to date without causing controversy. One thing the Brits do better then the Americans in my opinion is the school uniform. Not only does he look unbelievably adorable but it also cuts out the hassle of picking out clothes in the morning and I'm pretty sure every mother and father would rejoice about this. Another pro to living in Engl

Well here we are three whole years in the thick of it and I can honestly say I have no idea what the hell I used to do with all my free time. Actually I constantly find myself wondering what I did when I only had one child because two is a whole different level of chaos and exhaustion. To help eliminate some of this chaos I have streamlined things a bit, learned to say no, left dishes unwashed and clothes in the washing machine and cut back massively on screen time, which is why blogging is kind of a thing of the past. At this point I want to keep it up for the sake of my children's memories but struggle to find the time or motivation to write. I realised things were spiralling out of control about a month ago at our swimming lesson. I suddenly thought to myself, "Why the hell am I driving to swimming on two different occasions when I could bring both kids on the same day, save multiple showers and bathing suit changes and free up another day for hiking and climbing?&q

Technically you turned 3 ten days ago but your sister has made Mummy very sleep deprived and that, combined with her constant need for Mummy's arms, has left me exhausted! Nevertheless there is always time to tell you how much I love you Cyril Tuolumne. Your personality is the best. It drives us absolutely bonkers but it will serve you very well in the future. You have a zest for life, are full of energy, and are very intense about everything. You love hard, play hard, tantrum hard and squeeze life into everything you see.  I'm sorry for having to tell you to love gently when all you want to do is squeeze everything you love, like your sister. No joke you squeezed the poop out of her a week ago before our bath, it was horrendous, Daddy was away for the night and Mummy was left bathing two children and scrubbing poop off the floor. As much as I tell you to breathe and be gentle I totally know how you're feeling, every time I see a puppy I grit my teeth and want to