The week that was…hot

I am supposed to be doing - haha - SO many things right now, but it's been a good while since I checked in here. Sometimes my days and nights fill up so much I have to put blogging on the back burner. I miss it when it's not there. Some catch-up, then? Here are … Continue reading The week that was…hot

His mother called him ‘WILD THING’

What follows: your weekly note about toddlers. I haven't written about Henry much, lately. It's not because he's going through a bit of a capital-P Phase - though he is - and I only want to write about the good stuff. I think this clingy, angry thing he's been trying on has its roots in insecurity and … Continue reading His mother called him ‘WILD THING’

The Twits in Spring

I am not eating refined sugar for a while. The reasons are mostly to do with the fact that we eat a lot of rubbish, and apparently I'm the sort of person who requires a total YOU MAY NOT EAT THIS EVER kind of ban in order to make anything stick. I have an intense … Continue reading The Twits in Spring

Behind the sign

We're walking back to the car in gentle sunshine, and I let go of your hand so you can swish through the leaf mould and fallen blossom at the edge of the path. You cannot resist a pile like this, I have discovered. It makes me think of concealed dog mess, but it makes you … Continue reading Behind the sign

Mornings, revisited

I came across this post the other day, and felt like I was looking back at long-forgotten country. So here's a continuation. Dear self, Here are some things that you should never forget (even when the skin on the back of your hands has gone baggy) that you get the first hint of Boy 1 … Continue reading Mornings, revisited

That was the week in…haiku

This is a heck of a lot quicker than keeping a journal. Between the two of us (Monday) The day you first said 'Porridge' instead of 'possiss' My heart broke a bit. Now you're eating solid food (Tuesday) Red, yellow, orange. The colours of your sick light Up your cardigans. After the performance (Wednesday) It's … Continue reading That was the week in…haiku

Hahpy Thanksgibing Bahk!

(If you don't know the origin of that quote, get yourself to a copy of You've Got Mail and don't come out till you've finished, thank you very much.)  You know, I have been struggling to write this blog lately. Sometimes I have blocks of silence where no words come, and all I can hear … Continue reading Hahpy Thanksgibing Bahk!

This is my one-thousandth Instagram

...So I can expect an Earlybird-filtered quinoa salad in the post any day now, yes? Joking! Everyone knows that quinoa salad should only appear with a Valencia filter. Come on. This is Teds, loving the dear life out of getting his passport photo taken. I wouldn't have been in raptures about lying on the shop … Continue reading This is my one-thousandth Instagram

List for the littles

Give me a day where we get out of the house, make time for a nap AND do something about the housework, and I'll feel like we're the winners of everything. I have been so unstoppably cheerful this week. Yesterday we spent a couple of hours at the soft play centre, me scrabbling after Henry … Continue reading List for the littles

Notes from the trenches: 4

Parenting lesson #45: keep your working spouse in the loop by bombarding them continually with panic-strewn text messages. I'm getting pretty good at it, if I do say so myself. 8 May HENRY FOR CHEFF'S SAKE, GO TO SLEEP. I am writing this to you, so I don't have to say it to him. 12 … Continue reading Notes from the trenches: 4