I know, I know, I'm over thinking again (got that out if the way before I start) Jack has started asking me about God. Which is fine. Only I don't believe in God. I wish I did a lot of the time and I have studied with a few different christian groups but I haven't had that 'moment' where I felt it was true. Still... This isn't about me. Jack says he does believe and wants to know more. I guess all the literature I gathered will come in handy. I'll support him if he wants to be a Christian. Meantime, Tom is wrapping himself up in a fluffy pink world filled with cakes, shiny things, and My Little Pony (and has been for a long time now) and I also find myself wondering if he will be more into guys than girls when he's older. This is also not a problem for me or his dad and we will support him in his life too. Thankfully the only thing George is concerned with is his new (2nd) tooth. My thoughts may amount to nothing. Jack may or may not find god. Tom ma
Me, The Hubby and our Four Monsters! Sleepless nights, dirty nappies, tantrums, and tears. But also adventures, fun, laughter, and a whole lot of love! Not every day is easy, but every moment is precious. Welcome to My Life as Mumma Walker!