Our beach trip started with the best intentions but it was a little too cold for Evie today.
Meet our two latest additions to our chicken family, Bluebell and Gumball. They’re very young and won’t be laying for probably another month or so. They are very tame and don’t seem phased by all the commotion the other other chickens are raging at them through their mesh partition.
Four ‘o clock this morning, on Evie’s bed. One proud cat, one horrified daughter, one obliging Dad.
Must be getting warmer, the freckles have descended in our house on the pastier of our clan (including me).
Evie threw a tea party for all her cats and kittens (and herself of course) but the guest of honour was Arnie who had real fish on a plate.
All of us like Star Wars. We’ve had a Chewbacca masterclass tonight and it turns out that the dog does the best Chewbacca impersonation when she yelps in her sleep.
Tomorrow’s lesson will be make a Milenium Falcon out of tin foil, sticky tape and a biscuit tub…
Bonnie had her yearly check-up today and has passsed with flying colours. Don’t know why Arnie is looking so smug, his appointment is tomorrow…
My dog doesn’t do tanlines. At the first hint of sun she’s out the back garden chasing rays.
Back to school, Mondayitis and chocolate egg withdrawal symptoms. Happy faces all round…
Hulk’s taken a right pasting today from a Thundercat. Don’t think Evie’s Ana stood a chance. Tomorrow it’s Han Solo versus Superman.
Evie had a sewing kit for Christmas. She’s really enjoyed making little pillows and other garments for her toys to waer.
Today she created Kitty. Kitty was made out of her old vest and stuffed with pillow stuffing. She drew Kitty’s face on with felt tip.
I’ve told her not to feed it after midnight…
Upside down Bonnie looks so much fiercer than right side up as her jowly mouth exposes all her teeth…
Millie made me a cup of tea today for the first time and it was perfect. Anyone who regularly reads this blog knows how much tea I drink. Today is a very happy day!
Three children equals a lof of chocolate Easter eggs and Bunnies. I suppose I’m going to have to do the decent thing and help them eat it!
After a frantic week gluing and painting, Cleopatra and her god-egg of mummifiaction and Bugs Bunny had a whale of a time at their parade today.
Well it’s that time of year again. It’s Easter Bonnet Parade time and it’s just Gruff making his hat this year as Evie is making an Easter Egg for her competition.
This year’s creation has involved an awful lot of glue and cotton wool…
Millie’s full of cold at the moment. Discarded snotty tissues litter our lounge where they were cast off after another nose blowing.
My teddy bear from my childhood has been adopted by Evie. She has decided that he needs looking after and if I am not cuddling him, she should take over.
Gruff has been distraught at this prospect as he thinks I don’t love my teddy bear anymore.
I had to tell him that I do still love him, I love him enough to share him with Evie.
He’s quite a looker these days, he has my Grandfather’s sock sewn onto the back and a bandage for his tummy. He has one arm and lost his nose many moons ago. He has been to University, he has watched me draw and grow while he slowly fell apart.
I have had to spend the evening cuddling my Teddy bear to reassure Gruff that I do still love him…I’m sure Ted’s looking happier now, what do you think?
…my fridge-freezer had iced itself up so much it’s gone ka-put. The dog is made up as she’s getting left-overs galore.
Gruff has a pair of very large Hulk hands. He has brushed his teeth in them, stroked the cat in them (cat was not amused), attempted putting his shoes on in them, tried to drink and eat in them.
I do believe he’s currently asleep still wearing them…
I’ve been spoilt with Ice Cream from Joe’s and lovely drawn cards. I’ll leave you with Millie’s contribution.
Which means most of today was spent waving daffodils, eating welshcakes and definitely singing. Wales may be a small country but we do our national day proud.
Happy St David’s day.
Millie was sent home from school today. She’s not very well. Arnie is on call as cat nurse.
I am not wearing my coat properly. It won’t catch the wind if I don’t let it slide of my shoulders like so.
Neat and tidy is so last year…
Evie decided to give Gruff all her pennies from her money box today as he’s been a bit under the weather. We now have one very happy boy who has plans to spend it on as many sweets as quickly as possible…(and hopefully share a few with his sister).
The colder weather this week has seen the retirn of the nocturnal visits of cat pillow. Evie has been wondering why her dreams have featured a lot of purring…
Old battered, fluffy friends there for you on good days and bad. Night night.
Oh that’s a lovely picture Gruff, what is it?
“It’s our house after it’s been blown up by a giant robot”.
Ah right, I see, that’s nice…
This particular box is enjoying it’s retirement being a des res for Gruff and Arnie. Neither are happy sharing but neither will be the one to get out first.
Millie loves to put on her headphones and listen to music at the end of a busy day.
Gruff’s all arms and legs at the moment. He’s grown a lot over the winter. I’m hoping for a slow down so I can keep up with the amount of trousers he’s grown out of!
I’m delighted to tell you that after a thirty day absence, cake has returned to the Stevens’ household.
It’s been far too long, where have you been!
Nothing to do?
Just drop to the floor and sprawl. You know it makes sense…
Roller skating, utterly terrifying. I can still remember the feeling of the ground giving way and falling. (I’m still rubbish).
Evie had a particularly hard time of it today.
The bed has been squeezed out of the way for Evie’s sleepover with her friend tonight, I’ve put them in the tent instead with loads of torches, lamps and lights.
Not sure there’ll be much sleep to be had judging from the amount of giggling I can hear right now…
Sometimes those computer games are no match for building an epic den with every single itme from your bedroom, (and your brother’s)…
Reasons Evie likes to do her maths homework in a very large hat.
1). Large hats are cool, very cool.
2). Large hats amplify brainwaves.
3). It keeps unwanted siblings and pets away from the table.
4). No one can spot the stolen jaffa cakes you are secretly scoffing whilst doing maths homework…
So the torrential rain for the last three months has finally given way to freezing cold days, we’ve dug out our winter attire. Rocking the snoods this year although I think Gruff’s may need a little adjusting…
I want to put the Christmas lights back up, I really do. Is January over yet? Can I hibernate?
It’s winter, it’s Swansea, it wouldn’t be an understatement to say it rains a fair bit around here.
But no need for a coat. Millie won’t wear one.
She makes me cold looking at her…
Gruff has unexpectedly closed. Please restart Gruff. If this does not work please run an overnight re-boot.
Nearly time for the Doctor Who Christmas special! Have to have Christmas dinner finished by time it starts!
No one will play twister with Gruff. Can you see why? He is part jellyfish I swear…
You can dance in your onesie while sword-fighting with a roll of wrapping paper after eating a hideous amount of chocolate cake.
Evie and Gruff have been making their own spooky stuff this afternoon. They made a coffin out of a toilet roll for a wine cork Dracula. Frankenstein was “created” out of an old tampon box and an army of multicoloured wool pom pom spiders have made Arnie’s day.
Now to find the dog and cat under all this …