Well that was eventful - Day 167
What was supposed to be a calm and casual hack turned out to be a panic stricken marathon at the speed of lightening. If Usane Bolt could have seen me run! The day started off calming with a lovely lie in and breakfast with the boy before we headed to the yard. It was my favourite time to arrive, quiet time. Hardly anyone was there which meant it was calm and serene while we hand grazed B and J was focussed soley on his pony instead of playing. Don't get me wrong I'm all for children playing, especially outdoors, but as I was taught growing up 'chores come first'. While B munched with all his might J and I attempted to trim his whispies - stray long pieces of hair. J was doing such a fab job and said he felt like a hairdresser so I'm not sure why he passed on the scissors to me. I tried my hardest but in any case I think I will need to tend to it over the coming week. What do you think? Any advice? See how far they have come? B is now even le