What do you do when Nursery School is closed because of strike action by the teachers? Why, you organise your own field trip, of course. You and your son go here ...You get there for opening at 10am and soon realise that every mum in London, and then some, has had the same idea. This … Continue reading Field Trip
The person who invented Crocs should, in my opinion, be locked up by the Fashion Police and have the key thrown away.They are truly hideous things and I believe that Anna Wintour, editor of US Vogue, agrees with me. Goodness, who'd ever thought that AW and I would agree on anything fashion-related, given that I am frequently … Continue reading Crocs
Today's weather is unbelievable!Earlier it was still 30C up in the loft office ...but look at what was happening outside ...Looks like it's an afternoon for tackling the ironing mountain.
Over on the SAG blog this week, Amy set the challenge for adding conversational journaling to your LO. This is Amy's digi example ...... and I liked it so much I scraplifted it.I have recorded how DH and I have changed our approach to our son's behaviour. In particular, our approach to our son's behaviour when … Continue reading SAG Challenge #2
Check out the temperature in DH's loft office at 10.29 am this morning.
My Uncle very kindly emailed DS a photo of the radishes he (DS) helped to plant during half-term.There's a scrapbook page here, isn't there?
This week, a fairly simple and straightforward sketch.Another page for the work-in-progress album about the time I was lucky enough to work for the Royal Ballet School. The journaling reads: Glamour? There's nothing glamourous about backstage at the ROH at all. Utilitarian is the best way to describe it.
Week 12 saw the grandparents (my mum and FiL) staying with us. We had the day that required resolve and strength. There was time in the coffee shop, just me and my mum. I worked on the new flower bed. DS ran around looking very cute. Our lovely Chelsea Pensioner friend came to visit. London 2012 … Continue reading Project Life: Week 12
Of all the things about motherhood that fill me with horror and is enough to make me publicly disown my child, it is the occasion when he chooses to have a tantrum when we are out. Like the tantrum he had because he didn't want to have a make-sure-wee before leaving the coffee shop. The coffee … Continue reading A {Not So Private} Nightmare
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