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The girls have finally gone Texan

The girls have finally gone Texan

We took a trip to the legendary Cavender’s this afternoon.  For those not familiar with it, it’s a huge shop filled with Western boots and clothing (or cowgirl clothes as the girls prefer to call it).  You can take a look here for an idea of the sorts of things they stock: Cavender’s. The girls … Continue reading

We’ve been in Houston 1 whole year

This time last year we left our house in Reading early in the morning, when it was still dark, having said goodbye to our friends and family during the previous week.   I cried all the way to the airport, at the airport and on the plane!  The plane left for Houston at 10.25am on 24th … Continue reading

2012 – a good year

If you’d asked me what I’d wished for at the beginning of 2012 my answer, if I was being brutally honest (which I only was with a handful of people), would have been that I hoped that the planned move to America in January wouldn’t happen. I was as positive about it as I could … Continue reading

Guns

The events in the Sandy Hook Elementary school on Friday were completely shocking. All those children and their teachers killed by a troubled young man who was able to access 3 guns with no problem. 26 families affected forever and a town that will not recover from this horror. I cannot begin to imagine how … Continue reading

Happy Halloween part 2

Happy Halloween part 2

If you’re a Halloween traditionalist, then you’d better look away now.  Our evening of Halloween activities on Wednesday was traditional in some ways: we were all dressed up, (my Lovely Husband and I included), the girls had baskets to collect candy (sweets) in and we even went to two Halloween parties before we went out … Continue reading

How to work out who’s an American

This was a conversation that went on between the girls on the way to school yesterday. It made me laugh and appreciate the simplicity of the world when you’re three and six. Little One: I think Camilla is English. Big One: Have you asked her? Little One: No. But she’s very nice. Big One: You … Continue reading

A birthday abroad

A birthday abroad

It was the Big One’s birthday on Friday and she reached the very grown up age of 6.  It’s astonishing to me that she can be that old when I distinctly remember her being tiny and new born and that seems only very recent.  But 6 she is and she is having a divided birthday … Continue reading