My memory of how it all played out is vague. We had literally just turned off of our road when my father and I were pulled over by the police. I was naive and in my early teens so i wasn’t afraid and didn’t think too much of it. My…
My girl
Every evening I walk through the door and as soon as he lays his brown eyes on me he points and calls “Dada”. What generally follows (if he is out of the bath that is) is a run to me, arms open – I lift him up and he rests…
Maya is 3!!!
My daughter is 3!!! where did that come from??? While I am aware that time flies – also learning to cherish every moment and season for what it is! it still does not change the madness of the reality of how quickly it’s all going. Her heart is warm, I…
Boy Better Know
I made it clear from the outset of my Daddy Diaries journey that I wanted a son. The plan was that he would have to deal with all my daughters poor boyfriend’s and i could be the good dad (of course this could still happen watch this space). Now with…