Summer, you are wonderful! I'm telling you this as an adult but once you hear it from those that enjoy it to the fullest, I bet you're done. Because summer belongs to kids and their ideas and this colourful playground always does the trick. As you can see, the beauty of it is in the simplicity, just a handful of rails needed for a lively rhythm of bodies navigating between objects. I watched Nadia and her cousins for a short while before all the laughing began and I had no choice but to grab my camera and make it my new favourite - snap and entertain, have fun and snap. If there was a need of my career path change, I'd assume to be a great force at making kids laugh. It's not easy job, you know. Kids always spot the first sign of artificiality, the trick, the fake connection so I had to think fast and react accordingly. They were the best moments. Older playground occupants laughed their socks off at a thought of me not being able to locate any children there but monkeys making funny noises while hanging with their heads down. The youngest of them accompanied the fun because he thought that this monkey business was a great idea. There is no way to go wrong while there are little people to share the fun with and sink all of the energy into doing any small thing that will get everyone into the right mood. Have a great week, friends! x
This title says a lot about our attitude towards direction the wind blows - we've started getting used to to going out without much on, having our hair whipped around our faces and our lungs exhausted. Every spring our bodies are starting from scratch taking more in until reaching a pleasant balance in loving everything about warm weather again. The air is feeling different, we have more energy than you'd suspect so even still chilly afternoons at the playground win out. Those after meal get togethers are going to happen more often so I've already started looking for fabrics that stand up to dirt and are stretchy and comfortable enough to win every race however it's not terribly realistic to Nadia's life so she adjusts my ideas a lot. Skirt, sparkly ballet pumps, hair left loose is how we go these days. Whatever is found in four year old's closet is more than versatile in her eyes.
As always we're not really bothered to plan ahead of time. Having a basic understanding of what the weather could be like is what keeps us sane around this latitude. Warm days attract people to all places imaginable so we're going out often. Twice a day is not too often. We take time to explore, make friends or invite ours, we are prepared to travel to find what we're looking for. And we always find it, fun as they say hides itself to be found easily. Have a beautiful day, friends. x
As always we're not really bothered to plan ahead of time. Having a basic understanding of what the weather could be like is what keeps us sane around this latitude. Warm days attract people to all places imaginable so we're going out often. Twice a day is not too often. We take time to explore, make friends or invite ours, we are prepared to travel to find what we're looking for. And we always find it, fun as they say hides itself to be found easily. Have a beautiful day, friends. x
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| ^^ Funny faces with my nephew and you notice how the big age gap adjusts itself. Also, no hat! (preparing my head for new routines) ^^ |

This summer we have enjoyed various activities and visited multiple children friendly parks and nooks hidden out of the hustle and bustle of a busy town which is why we are such fans. Most mornings of not so crispy tees and straight jeans we're ready to roll to wherever less visited, overlooked and if the place can double up as something else - a pirate ship, a castle, it gets to be way more interesting.
We do think big too. Going to UK holiday parks for us is like sprinkling some fairy dust onto the scene especially as dusk starts to overtake more and more, light hitting the walls almost makes them magical. Pantomimes, shows, attractions that quicken our heart rate are definitely on our list no matter the season. So we've sat down and browsed nearer and farther fun destinations hardly sleeping knowing we're a click away to get into the Christmas spirit. Although I present you summer pictures, here are some breathtaking images from Butlin's holiday/leisure resort website to convince and inspire. My brochure is in the post and the childhood excitement takes over again.
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| ^^ How to care for the delicate world within: lots of sleep and cuddly friends. ^^ |
| ^^ Make your room a playpen, your house a playground... simply learning from these two, Nadia and her cousin and best friend of four years ^^ |
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| ^^ Stash of my seaside photos is mounting - at least you're well stocked for the next three years ;) ^^ |
| ^^ It's hard to go wrong with a bit of chocolate and tons of sprinkles or any variation like it. ^^ |
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| ^^ The experience outweighed our senses - didn't mind the cold late evening when the sky was talking. ^^ |
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| ^^ Everyday journey of discovery... for both parties involved but way too tangible for Nadia by looking at her awed face. ^^ |
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| ^^ A subject so dear to her heart, mind and closet - all that is layered in pink and makes a beautiful sense. ^^ |
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| ^^ How do we occupy ourselves? Can't really seem to maintain one activity for very long - tea parties and sweets tasting is just the beginning of an eventful day. ^^ |
It comes in a variety of disguise. Most days than not it finds us in the open space of wilderness of the sky reluctantly merging with icy blue water. Past week was cold yet sunny, windy but only indulging itself while we were ready for it. To see this little face light up at the sight of enormous playground is beyond explanation. So the beach it is before it will be too cold to approach it necessarily snuggled up. Thanks to daylight saving time that extra hour in our possession is fighting for attention in its own illimitable style through Nadia's strong and powerful announcements what to do with it. Agreeing on her concepts saves us unnecessary meltdowns and unfolds creative afternoon scenes that she loves. The open space is always guaranteed to deliver good vibes. We don't settle in happily these long afternoons, a dash of sunlight, sporadic showers can fully ignite that spark for adventure. And of course the need to tell stories, make memories, leave a lasting impression on the sand lets itself in unapologeticly. We feel we need to have them in our life, those silly adventures even if it is just the sand shifted through cold fingers anytime our hearts desire.

This cat is clearly not ready to perform any tricks right now and will surely not accept much petting because it's deeply unsatisfied with the direction her whiskers are pointing and few other things including being a tail shorter. As the list went on I found it hard to track so the smartest thing to do was to wash off what's washable, tell her our plans for the afternoon and shuffle out to see other cats, witches, pumpkin lot. It was quite the achievement but a sensible idea for the rest of the day all about excitement and much too much sugar.
Happy November, everyone however October is still a work in progress over here! Sealing unfinished deals, repairing broken toys, coming together and admitting it. Above all we're into days spent on counting, crafting, shuffling our feet through the fallen leaves. It varies on different days making my heart flutter just a little more every time normal everyday occurrences transform into extraordinary adventures. Care to join us? You're always welcome. x
We should be done with any kind of trip for now as my photo storage
devices are bursting with things we did and I mentioned them here a long
time ago and never got back to. Between the circus experience, my first
night out in light years, cheering Nadia with her pirouetting skills we
traveled near and far, visited our new kindergarten a few times so you know
what I could go on about now. A definite treat if you had an hour to
spare. I'm back after a short break but I wasn't so certain. I don't recall much from the past weeks because of this rush of emotions, headache inducing thoughts and I don't find it sensational at all. This very minute or so things have the ability to surprise me, challenge me at their own pace rocking back and forth between the bliss of a final decision and that genie of an emerging thought glowing like an elevator light signalizing its urgency.
Children were mentioned time and time again when I was still wearing Disney characters on the front of my shirt. House full of loved ones was always on my radar. There's nothing better than the atmosphere of rush with everyone talking over each other putting their hands out to reach the food, laughing and creating silly arguments. All that noise of giggling, refusing fourth helping of dumplings or whatever's been held for the fast eaters and supervised with watchful eye would one day be recreated at my less than sparkling kitchen.
Side note: It is still less than sparkling today as I'm circling around the idea of bringing another child to the world.
Deciding on being a mum again has taken over not only corners of my soul by step by step it's been advancing into the thoughts and words I say. I feel like my recent being has been built upon my body's yearning. It won't take no for an answer and I can't let its powerful suggestion just hang there. Because I could find out easily enough why loving one has made my life complete and how it would be made up for the lives of two magnificently, letting the keyboard do the talking why adding another human being to the mix would bless us with that chaos worth living for. Instead it has taken me from feeling sure and ready to feeling lost, questioning my parental skills. I'm not thinking with my heart, I've let my head take over with multiplying reasons for and against it, prompting my next moves. I've focused on the heavy loads of every day worries pushing aside the significance of our actions being the result of loving and feeling loved in the first place. What it felt like the first time? Why is it harder now? Why do we complicate things?
Of course there are shadows even behind the flower beds making all the visible magic doubling the doubts for sure but no reason's necessary for offering my love and attention to another child. No guarantee of what's to come will be given either. People feel it when they're ready, the space they've created seeks the sound of pitter patter naturally, without much reasoning or outlining deadlines. While tucking pre-loved rompers and onesies away, admitting I'm not ready for this journey again was comforting because of that little face I wake up to every morning recognizing its smile or frown. Starved for a hug? There she is running frantically towards me and I'm ready for next stages of her growing up like never before. Just her. For now.
Side note: I still love house full of loved ones. Never doubt me on this one!
And come back for more best days of our lives. We have been busy!
More than anything, have a great Wednesday lovelies! x



You know those mornings when you feel a great day is just waking up? And not just following suit of a happy toddler's outlook on life but having that inner confidence that nothing will spoil at least a good deal of it? So it was that day spent the way I prefer: with family, good food, lots of noisy cheers and a lot more tidying up (not the best bit but too familiar to overlook). If we could only allow ourselves to indulge in such great visits a little more often...
Yes, those balloons are signalizing someone's birthday - the cutest, smiliest, youngest member of our family has turned two. I still remember holding his one month old rompered body while he studied my face carefully and now I'm singing him a 'happy birthday' out of tune. That only means I'm growing old but let's not talk about it right now. Children had the time of their lives playing with new toys (not even borrowed but taken away from the birthday boy) so I could steal some time with my littlest nephew. Isn't two the best age there can be? x





















