Frank and Josie's House

Hi all. I'd like you to meet someone: this is Clyde. Clyde is a giant dragon. He is 135cms nose to tail and has a wing-span of 86cms. Here he is sunbathing and snuggling on the mermaid blanket along with other crochet goodies. Clyde was a birthday present to my son. This year, knowing that I make them something for each birthday (which is now a tradition), Finn was really helpful in changing his mind every five minutes over what he wanted. The mini Spider-Man to go with his other  Avengers  was a given as he's been asking for that for ages. But he didn't get finished, instead he was presented in bits like this: Not ideal but hey he gave me a "ok mum" and a pat on the back because he had already had Clyde. As some of you may recall from past posts my son is a bit obsessed with dragons and this year he wanted a "really big, cuddly dragon". He first saw Clyde like this: He leaped and squealed and hugged him and told me I was the best mum ever! Total

Here we are, in France and already we've celebrated our one year anniversary of living here or our Franceaversary as my husband calls it. Well that year flew past in a haze of paperwork, tears, new adventures, joy, laughter, exploration and doubt. It's the one thing that is most difficult to reconcile - the doubt. Both my hubby and I have had it. We've both wondered if we made the right choice for us as a couple, as a family and for our children whether furry or human. Arguably the dogs have settled in the best. Apart from the heat over summer they enjoy our life here. Lots if interesting smells, new dogs to bark at and exciting animals to chase like lizards and wild boar. (At this moment I should point out that no lizards or wild boar have been captured or even caught.) Our whippet cross loves the lizards and he pursues them into the bushes where they escape and walk round behind him whilst his head is still in the bush and he has no idea - it's hilari