This weekend my little family made a break for it.
We slipped out of London in the dead of night, fleeing the stifling heat.
Racing across the country beneath a field of stars, headed for green and pleasant lands.
We arrived at mum’s house just after midnight, popped Lily into bed and cracked open a bottle of chilled champagne. We toasted in the cool night air, to a weekend with no plans, just being together was reason enough to celebrate.
We spent the next handful of days laughing, paddling, snoozing, walking, eating and snoozing some more.
Lily’s newest party trick is sitting up.
She’s still a little wobbly but that only seems to add to the excitement of it all! She sways to and fro and I do my very best not to helicopter parent or worry.
Much like her mother however, Lily’s never happy with her current achievements, she’s already keen to conquer the next one.
No, not crawling, sadly there’s zero interest in that just yet!
Lily is quite simply obsessed with standing up.
She’s threatening to move out and head to university any day now.