When all things turn to custard

Today was a milestone - I managed to make my first SUCCESSFUL custard. Ever, I think! Ahhhhh....the bliss. I loved every mouthful....together with the last jar of the beautiful huge black doris plums I treasured from "our Snells Beach house" as Ben says (makes it sound like a million dollar bach!).

Isn't it fabulous to enjoy doing something - just because....not because it has to mean something, or be spiritual, or be connected to anything....in a season of many reasons to stress....I am glad for little windows when I shout "I CAN!"

So proud!

So so proud of Nathan. While we thought he would take a while, especially in a new town going to a school where he didn't know anyone....he has taken to it like a fish to water....they make learning a lot of fun and there are an awesome lot of boys there....wahoo!!!

Nathan's aspirations

"I have always wanted to be an artist"
"I'm a farmer"
"I'm an expert at looking after cats"
"I'll fix that for you, I can fix all kinds of things"
"I'm the fire chief"

and new ones added daily....