Monthly Archives: January 2013
Monday morning.
Just when you thought that Monday morning was sick in the pit of your stomach bad enough, you’re woken up by your super happy, energetic, big brother.
Oh joy.
Wrap up warm.
Apparently it’s all about layers.
Sorry Gruff I’ll try a few less tomorrow so you can at least walk to school and move your arms…
It’s snowing!
It’s snowing not raining!
Everything has ground to a great big halt as there is no bread or milk left to panic buy.
No work, no school.
Nothing better to do than to make mega snowballs in the park all afternoon. (which is looking lovely with it’s blanket of white instead of it’s normal covering of mud and scrambler bikes).
Teaching your children to fold clothes…
…and not scrumple them somewhere I can’t find them.
Come to think of it, where on earth do they manage to hide all their clothes they take off at the end of the day?
The sandstorm.
A bracing January walk on the beach complete with sandstorm and stropping three year old.
Well that really cheered everyone up.
Attack of the fluffies.
Nothing beats walking into a room to find your children have assembled every single one of their fluffy toys for a picnic.
And it’s bedtime.
Back to the grindstone.
Slow to wake, slow to eat breakfast and even slower to get to school. What fun.
Say ah and eek…
Gruff finally allowed the dentist to see inside his mouth today (and no bitten fingers too).
I also had a very interesting picture sent to me too, a first glimpse of the Doodlemum book.
I may have squealed in the dentist’s surgery, apologies to anyone outside waiting to go in, it wasn’t painful I promise.
Doodlemum 