Living with a 2½ year old
Me: “So, you don’t want to play in the garden, you don’t want an orange, you don’t want a drink, you don’t want to do a puzzle, you don’t want to go to the park,…
Me: “So, you don’t want to play in the garden, you don’t want an orange, you don’t want a drink, you don’t want to do a puzzle, you don’t want to go to the park,…
I have so many TV shows backed-up on my planner at the moment. This is a good thing because it means I have been out having a life instead of slumped on the sofa slurping…
I was adamant that it would never happen again. I swore after the last time that it was the end for us. I promised my husband it was all over. I had punished myself enough…
Around this time last year, Zachy had his first sleepover at Yiayia’s house while the Greek God(zilla) whisked me 20-mins up the road to the Richmond Hill Hotel for a bit of R&R. Zachy loved…
The BritMums Brilliance in Blogging shortlist was announced on Friday and I was absolutely THRILLED TO BITS when I saw that Grenglish has been nominated in the Fresh Voices category. After I had finished doing…
The Greek God(zilla) had to deal with a floater in the bath on two occassions last week. TWO. Not his own, I might add. He was toilet trained a long, long, time ago and hardly…
This weeks Listography over at Kate Takes 5 is: 5 reasons I know I’m a… insert word of choice This is my first time joining in with Listography, although I have enjoyed reading from afar for a while. I do…
I wrote a post last week about cat people and dog people (Cats & Dogs) in which I mentioned my parents’ gorgeous chocolate labrador, Paddy. Sadly, Paddy passed away this weekend. He died on his…
Prince Charles and Camilla visited Dulwich Picture Gallery yesterday to introduce Kate to work produced as part of the Great Art Quest. You can read all the background to the visit here. I was tempted to…
I don’t know about you, but as soon as the sun starts shining and the temperature starts creeping up to highs of 12 degrees, I start planning Spring/Summer barbecues in my head. Then, I look…
We took Zachy to Bristol this weekend to visit his Godfather, MummyMummy* and his twin 8-year old Godbrothers. I have written before about Zachy’s love for his Godfamily in the post Farewell Crete. The boys are…