09/08/2026
This summer, I have learnt the art of letting go... courtesy of Heath (my son).
We arrived in Italy and I had PLANS! I was gonna eat, drink and be merry. Itineraries. Restaurant lists. Places to see. Blog posts saved. Things I was certain would make this the most magical summer for Heath.
He is two. He gave absolutely zero f**ks.
Of course, he did not care about the homemade pasta or the Roman ruins. The lakeside beach spots with the clearest water, oh no. He wanted gelato, rocks and dirt, he wanted to potter around and nicest of all, he wanted us (Well me, he’s very much in the Mummy is everything phase at the mo).
Anyway somewhere along the way I had to admit defeat and that was surprisingly ok. It turned into ice cream for breakfast, chips with pretty much every meal and more screen time that I care to admit. But the world kept on turning and we actually had way more fun after that point.
So note to self when planning a holiday with a young child - lower those expectations, everyone will be happier for it.
Here Heath and I enjoyed a morning in our Cotswold cottage garden. The sun was shining in such a beautiful way on the flowers it made me teary. We were searching for snails, bees and deer with his binoculars. He kept saying ‘cheese mummy’ when he looked at me through them. Pretty sure he couldn’t see a single thing in them but hey, he’s cute!
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Dubai Family Photographer for the Joyfully Chaotic