Going to try this today. If anyone has any tips before we start, feel free to enlighten me with them! Also going to try butter making, so same applies 🙂

Last night, while lying in bed pondering the unfathomable, uncompromisable problem of current reality, i had a bit of a vision. I suddenly saw myself sat at the table with Maddy, playing with geomags and creating different sizes of pyramids. So today, we did it and she had just as much fun in real life […]

… of the variety of working mothers that i count as good and loved friends, i’d be interested to know peoples views on the content of this article, the BBC words as much as the study itself. I don’t suppose any of the above mentioned would disagree with the essence of the study anyway, regardless […]

It’s been lovely to have a bit of time off, it’s lovely to have a clean and tidy house, it’s lovely to have spent more quality time with Max and Josie. But it’s great to have them back. Fran has successfully polished off a couple of Brownie badges, including a late night star spot for […]

I still maintain that having one child was the hardest work that i’ve done, but i must admit having “Just Josie” today has been a pleasure. She has tootled around, giving us love and playing happily; i think she is a very different child to the one Fran was, but even so, i’ve been glad […]

The girls are despatched (is there a difference between dispatched and despatched, does anyone know?) to my parents. Ammi had a bit of a wobble about being left but not much. Evidently this is a global problem, not just nursery. I acquired Primark nighties (6 nighties and 12 pairs of socks for £13!!!!) so Max […]

Pleasantly girly day, other than the bit below, today. The big two have developed sudden mini-mutant tendencies and have grown out of the coats they’ve had for the last 18 months or so. (Cheeky blighters.) So today was the day that we decided to replace them, plus go on a hunt for sundry other items […]

We went, she cried, we came home again. I’ve backed myself into a corner with this now. She’s knows i’ll take her home, i know she actually quite enjoys it, she knows she doesn’t have to go, i know she doesn’t have to go. I don’t know if i’m being given the run around, she […]

Predictably, Amelie wanted to go to nursery, right up to the point where we arrived. At that point she went all wobbly and sad and bottom lippy. Sigh. it seemed to be a genuine wobble rather than mummy-killing and i didn’t really know what to do. Fended off the instantly available arms and retreated for […]

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