I've become rather familiar with my bedside cabinet from many nights with my face pressed against its cold smoothness. It provides some surety that I won't end up tumbling out of the bed during the night. 'You'll miss him when he stops' is my familiar refrain to hubs when he complains about our five-year-old coming … Continue reading Three in a bed…
My son is at that age where he gets invited to a lot of birthday parties, and I get a bit bored with spending ages looking round shops to find 'suitable' presents. Our friends had their daughter's birthday party last weekend and I wanted to make her a special journal for her drawings and writing. … Continue reading Unicorns and glitter…
I have a friend who wants to downsize her house, as she needs to reduce her mortgage debt, but is quite understandably is sad about losing her large garden. I’ve spent years casting a covetous eye over anyone with a large expanse of grass and plenty of room to swing several cats. Yet, I’ve put … Continue reading What is a garden for?
I know I sound churlish, but I really do have a difficult relationship with children’s parties. Yesterday we went to the daughter of one of our close friends’ sixth birthday party. It was a disco with an entertainer in a village hall. We walked inside from a beautiful sunny day and were met by lots … Continue reading The first world problems of kids’ birthday parties
Well, today’s been interesting. Last night, our four-year-old had one of his ‘I’m not eating that it’s disgusting’ mealtimes. No, we hadn’t dished him up roasted worms with a side of undercooked slugs, but just a small bowl of bolognaise. Cue me having a meltdown, as I’m exhausted with mealtime battles, and locking at least … Continue reading Kids have too much stuff!
