Monthly Archives: November 2012
Olive oil.
My worst nightmare, coming home to find the dog having an ongoing battle with an open bottle of olive oil.
And she’s drank an awful lot of it too.
An olive oil time bomb.
This isn’t going to end well is it?
Stinky.
I believe stinky is the best word to sum up our beach walk (minus children) this afternoon.
If there is even a small morsel of something rotten on the beach, Bonnie will find it.
And then she will eat it.
And then I will have fish burps all the way home in the car.
Nice.
In the line of fire.
Gruff got an all singing all firing robot, (complete with bells and whistles) for his birthday, (thank you Grandma).
Sometimes he forgets to switch it off and it always stomps its way over to the dog.
Lucky Bonnie.
Birthday eve.
It’s a certain little boy’s birthday tomorrow. The superhero cake he requested is being held together by tonnes of icing , there are sword shaped parcels and home made cards ready.
Just need to keep someone’s fingers from stealing any more icing.
The life and times of my pram.
Well you didn’t think I wasn’t going to give my trusty hot wheels a good send off did you?
Time to say goodbye.
I think the pram has had its day, it’s a bit battered and tired.
Nowadays it sits in the hallway, unused and unneeded.
End of an era…sniff…
The Fifth of November.
Bonfire night has been a huge success, thanks to Myles bravery at lighting our arsenal of fireworks and my amazing marshmallow melting skills.
Sword practice.
Nice to see a use for all those left-over Halloween balloons (thank you Grandma).
I don’t think Arnie needs rescuing though…
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