Monthly Archives: October 2014
Epic.
I was going to tell you about the amazing day we had going to Bristol zoo and how we saw lions, held giant spiders, saw gorillas and chased butterflies.
Unfortunately, it all started to go downhill on the journey home. The car ground to a halt just after we crossed the Severn bridge in a hour long contraflow of boredom and bumper chasing.
Finally, with just two minutes to our house, Evie decided to spectacularly projectile vomit over her father.
A few hours later with children in bed and beer drunk, my only thought is sleep and lots of it.
Half Term.
The half term tsunami of toys has hit our house. I would just like to sit down on the sofa in a thirty centimetre lego-free circumference please.
Moulting.
One of our chickens is having a particularly severe Autumn moult this year. Her new feathers are just growing through and she looks very pitiful indeed. It’s not a good look. Luckily she’s easily cheered up with a big handful of corn.
Toothy pegs.
Oooh Evie just pulled our her first milk tooth today. She’s left it on her bedside for the tooth fairy to come and collect it.
Drag racing.
This is one of my favourites, it’s how far down my arms can I physically let my coat drop before Mum will actually carry my coat for me.
I lose, every time…
Arnie’s favourite story.
Arnie loves cat stories. He leaps onto the bed with us to hear what his favourite feline is up to.
A brief interval.
My broadband is down tonight so my little phone will have to suffice. I don’t stop drawing though….
Evie is seven.
Lots of cake and lots of presents (some fluffy some doll shaped, one jigsaw shaped and a pile of books).
Happy Birthday my sweetest, chattiest ray of sunshine.
Read me a story.
Millie insisted that Evie read to her tonight. I’ve never seen Evie look so delighted!
I remember Millie reading her a story as a newborn baby and her eyes would open wide as Millie started her story.
The six am wake up dog.
Because it’s thunder and lightning outside and if she curls up small enough, Evie might think it’s the cat…
Grumbly skies.
I’ve always loved thunder, I used to get so excited if I was woken up in the night with flashes of lightning and would count the seconds until the thunder rumbled in.
So I didn’t need much encouragement tonight to take Bonnie for her walk, although I don’t think she was as impressed as I was.
Take me to the mud.
Bonnie found the first muddy patch of the autumn today, a pig couldn’t have been happier than she was…
