Usually it’s me that gets eaten alive by mosquitoes, and it doesn’t help that I’m allergic to one breed of them (yup, there’s a few, stay away from the stripy ones!) The kids, up until this week have escaped their blood sucking path. Eman scared me one evening at midnight, out of bed, with red dots all over him. “Mum I’m itchy”… well perhaps the 14 bites over your arms and face might be why..
The horrible little insect got him twice on his left eye. The next morning it was slightly less swollen, but made his already LONG eyelashes stick out straight even more. I couldn’t resist. They are lashes every girl dreams of..
{Every Summer, I photograph my two boys, a photo every day}
(And a weak mug of bourbon and cola… in case he’s thirsty!) And now off to bed to sleep like good boys, as Santa knows when you’ve been sleeping… and he KNOWS when your awake giggling with your brother and having pillow & doona fights….
