I looked up

and another year had gone. Sometimes it catches my breath - just for a moment - and then I am filled with amazement. Sam, Rowan and Murron suddenly seem so grown up and self sufficient - each in their own small way - and I find I get so much pleasure watching them slowly become. It's tinged with a little sadness too. That slow letting go, whilst desperately wanting to hold tightly on.

Murron soon brought me down to earth. I was taking pictures of her for a fashion project and she said
Murron - I really want to put a pie in my face!
Me - Really?!
Murron - Yeah - what would be a good pie?
Me - I'm not sure
Murron - Custard!