wouldn’t you be upset?

I let Fysh’s aunt fetch him for an ice cream at the beach, Fysh was at mum so she picked him up and dropped him off there again. Nothing out of the ordinary, she tries to make an effort to be in his life and to see him and I’m thankful for that. What I […]

swim fashions with the Fysh

Fysh is a complete water baby, getting him out the pool is a nightmare which is rather funny as when he was little he was petrified of the water and would cling and scream blue murder, it’s a wonder no one ever called child services during bath time. He insisted today’s post be taken in […]

introduce your family #blogvember

My family is an amazing one, we’re close knit (ish) and live close (ish) together. Shamus (my dad) actually loves with me when he’s in South Africa (usually he’s in Zanzibar) and Fysh likes having gramps stay with us. Most of the time anyway. Mom is like a second mom to Fysh and he’ll happily […]

dirty shoots and puddle jumping

You know those friends that you make in high school and stay friends with even after you graduate (yes it happens every so often), well L and I have been friends since 10th grade and we still make constant missions to see each other. Her sister N “sneakily” booked a shoot for the two of […]