Life is good at the moment.
The sun is shining and my kids have spent the entire school holidays getting muddy, building dens, riding and generally just being kids.
I feel so lucky to be me, so grateful that my kids have the freedom to grow up in the sunshine without fear of strange weirdo freaky blokes. At the same time my kids are pretty streetwise and have to deal with some really awkward kids that are jealous of their ponies. I don't mollycoddle my kids and stop every scrap(however if the "nasty" kids start chasing my ponies I'm the first one over there shouting the odds)!
I don't mean to sound smug, I'm just grateful for the little things.
