It's been a: wearing layers, but without socks, selfie attempting,blossom loving,washing on the line,final episode of Indian Summers watching,welcoming the plumber with open arms,tackling the ironing basket,preparing for back to schooland welcoming them back from their final adventure of the Easter holidayskind of Monday.This post is adapted from Sian's Me on Monday theme, which you can find on the fabulous From High … Continue reading Me on Monday
I took stock of our One Little Word ~ give ~this week, now that we are through the first quarter of the year.Back in early January, I wrote of our word: Those four letters offer up a lot of potential. For giving love.For giving of myself.For giving to myself.For giving up.For giving away.For giving in.Here's what I found.I've given … Continue reading Give | The First Quarter
I was supposed to have travelled with The Boy Child to York yesterday for an overnight stay.After a particularly trying Thursday evening, I asked The Brainy One if he could go in my place.I wasn't expecting him to say yes.But he did. Which left me with a window of 24 hours.With nothing planned.What luxury!I spent last … Continue reading Twenty Four
A few thoughts now that we are nearing the end of our bathroom remodel.We've endured orders that have never arrived and tradesmen who have disappeared.The end, however, is in sight. 1) Always anticipate that the work will take much longer than first thought.2) Ensure that orders have been received and are on site before work starts. This … Continue reading Five on Friday | The Bathroom Edition
When The Boy Child was born, he was 52 centimetres long. He left hospital at 3.5 days old in the pre-requisite car seat. Today that baby is one metre and thirty six centimetres tall. And legally no longer required to sit in an approved car seat when travelling by car. Gulp. (Did you notice how … Continue reading 1 Metre 36 Centimetres
My friend-who-is-more-like-my-brother came up trumps today and invited The Boy Child to visit him at his place of work.The Boy Child had a blast!It's pretty cool to hang out at the national airline's HQ.Before this post went live, I checked with The Boy Child."Tell me about today," I said."It was fantastic. And that's it."
Like the majority of small people, typical or otherwise, The Boy Child has an annoying habit of interrupting adults.I saw this great post on A Cup of Jo yesterday: I was chatting with a friend one day when her 3-year-old son wanted to say something. Instead of interrupting though, he simply placed his hand on her wrist and waited. … Continue reading Things He Says | The Manners Maketh The Boy Edition
"Do you think my skills have come on, Mum?""Yes, I do.""I'm trying to play like a real footballer."
The Brainy One surprised me yesterday with an invitation to Afternoon Tea. In a 4* hotel in my beloved Little Venice. That blue plaque states that the hotel, in its previous guise as a maternity hospital, was the birthplace of Alan Turing, which appealed to The Brainy's One love of all things scientific. The weather … Continue reading Afternoon Tea