{Daughter Diaries} #55

Daughter Diaries #55 | The Open Home

Dear Blossom, what a privilege it is to be your teacher. Well truth be told, I don’t really consider myself your teacher more of a facilitator of education and I have to admit that helping you learn to read was something that this facilitator of education once felt quite daunted by. In practice though it has been a positive and empowering journey, both for you and me, made all the easier by your cheery disposition and eagerness to devour books. Dear Bubbles, I really enjoyed our special morning together last week. Writing out our “lovely day list” was a sweet moment for this list making mama and I’m delighted we got to tick off every single point. Kiss – check! Cuddle – check! Smooch – check! Read books – check! Do puzzles – check! Go to the airport – check! Thanks for sharing a chocolate muffin with me as we watched the planes fly in.  Dearest Daughters, simple pleasures and sweet moments really do make for the best of memories.

What would you put on your lovely day list?

{Daughter Diaries} #54

Daughter Diaries 54 | The Open Home

Dear Blossom, you’ve currently ruled out being a librarian (as inspired by Miss Rumphius) in favour of being a carpenter (as inspired by Pa) or a vet (as inspired by James Herriot). I must admit I was kinda hoping the librarian career pathway might work out as it would at least mean I could outsource my library collections to you. Plus I could just picture you in the children’s library surrounded by the rhymes of Milne, the sweetness of Beatrix, the power of words and the worlds of make believe – you would be in your element! Dear Bubbles, thank you for being such an obliging model on our photo shoots. Your cheesy grins always take the focus off my amateur photography skills and for that I am grateful. You really do have a knack for brightening my day though with your sweet ways and affectionate nature, even if your cheeky antics do sometimes get the best of me. Apparently you plan to live with me forever and I’m delighted to hear that you will still sit on my lap for a snuggle even when I’m an old lady. I look forward to reminding you of that when you’re fifty! Dearest Daughters, the more you grow – tiddly pom – the more I love – tiddly pom – the more I love – tiddly pom – being your mummy.

What children’s books are some of your favourites?