*This post contains no actual advice about how to pack for a family holiday. Just in case you were concerned.
Five years. Five actual years since we first saw that faint blue line. Five years since we began our family’s once upon a time. I knew the pre-school days would have to end eventually. But here’s a little letter to the mum I thought I’d be: Dear Mummy, You know nothing. You are not one… Continue reading To The Mum I Thought I’d Be.
By Rhyming with Wine Gums aged 4 3/4 And introducing Rhyming with Midget Gems aged 2 3/4. Now and then our grown ups get these things called “itchy feet”. But rather than just scratching them – they choose to change their street. They get this sudden feeling that the place we know as home, No… Continue reading A Toddlers Guide To Moving House.
Dear daughter…. I’m sorry to tell you this way, But a hideous crime was committed today. You discovered yourself as you went in the bin. *deep breath* That a piece of your artwork had somehow got in?? Half in shock, and perplexed as to how it got there! I was stuck without words, only able… Continue reading The Monster That Lives In The Bin…
A Toddler is a tricky beast at things concerning time. Their lack of punctuality is basically a crime. The concept of “a hurry” will fall mostly on deaf ears. And waiting for five minutes will feel more like twenty years. In general our small people don’t grasp time or what it’s for. So when it… Continue reading The Time According To Toddlers.
It no secret that I am a huge fan / bordering on groupie of Julia Donaldson and her incredible children’s books. They say that imitation is the ultimate form of flattery, which makes me very complimentary indeed as Supermum (A Parody of “Superworm”) is now my third parody of her work. I also need to mention… Continue reading Supermum. (A Parody of Julia Donaldon’s Superworm).
The night was dark and silent as the small hand ticked past four. The house was filled with nothing but the hubby’s peaceful snore. When piercing through the darkness came a terrifying shriek, I startled to my senses far too zombified speak. Unconsciously shot upright as my feet swung to the floor, And padded automatically… Continue reading A Rather Rude Awakening…
You could never have know, what your purpose would be, As you started your life as the seed of a tree. Warm sunshine shone down onto rich gentle earth, And a singular shoot marked your mystical birth. You grappled to reach through the soil, for the sky, Rooted firmly in place as the world… Continue reading To Twiggy…. The Stick.
About a month ago (Yes – I’m a bad blogger!) I was tagged by my lovely #DreamTeam fellow co-host – Bridget at Bridie By The Sea, to share 10 reasons why I am rocking this motherhood gig. This idea originated from a post by Pat at White Camellias. She wanted to take the time to… Continue reading 10 Reasons I’m #RockingMotherhood
An epic tale I share, one which may haunt forever more. A perilous, fraught journey to the realms of “The Front Door”. You’d think that two kids down now I’d be somewhat more prepared? Or had at least the decency to feel a fraction scared? But no. As wild and cocky as a stupid mum… Continue reading Quest To The Front Door…