Pizza chefs for the day

This is Ada, Stella and Luke all aged about two and a half now. They are three of the four babies (or rather, now toddlers) who have been friends since we (their mums) all met through antenatal/yoga/baby massage classes in the West End of Glasgow.

The Monday Club, as we were originally known, have met up every week since our wee babies were about 5 weeks old. Thursday is now our day to meet up but it's just like old times with some of my very closest, albeit relatively new friends. Our shared experience of being thrown into the crazy, tiring, unknown yet utterly fantastic world of motherhood for the first time drew us together and now keeps us as friends for life I hope.

Our little cherubs are all turning into little devils now that they're going through the terrible twos! Today we discussed that urge to throttle them one minute then cover them with kisses the next, which seems to be a daily experience for each of us. Deep down they are all adorable wee angels, but on the surface they all know how to push the boundaries of their mums' patience!

However, despite their terrible twos behaviour we all adore them. I'm off to give Luke a big kiss on his sweaty, sleeping head now. : )