There was a report or study or something a while back (yes, I know, I should really go and look it up, but I have to go and do some work and it would take me ages to find it and then the momentum would be gone, so perhaps one …
Eleanor has hit the 18-month frustration stage. Otherwise known as the ear-splitting scream stage. Or the head-banging, kicking, defiant, stubborn, really, really hard work stage. I had forgotten about this stage. I had forgotten about this stage. I think perhaps it’s a bit like labour and you wipe it …
I’m a bit late to the party here, though we did actually do this challenge quite a while ago. Then stuff got in the way (as it does) of me actually posting about it. Procter & Gamble (P&G) are 80 years old (in this country, at least – they’ve actually …
Last weekend we went to Bristol for a long weekend – Saturday morning to Monday afternoon. Bristol isn’t too far away though, as with so many places, it’s a lot closer by car than train (about 30-40 minutes by car, I believe and around 1.5 hours on the train). We’ve …
This morning, we were ready half an hour before we needed to leave (to hand the girls over to my mum, who looks after them both a fair bit during the school holidays). Instead of mooching around the house waiting for it to be time to go (and probably doing …
So, apparently running a week-long Book Week kind of tires you out and leaves you not blogging for a whole week. Sorry about that. I’m writing my posts for the next one well in advance. Promise. The big news around here, apart from somehow being Number 27 in the Technorati …
You may be aware that Rosemary has been showing reluctance in learning to read. Or it might be better described as ‘lack of motivation’, or just plain ‘lack of concentration’. She has her phonics down pat and loved learning the sounds and actions. She knows plenty of the double-letter sounds …
We’re very lucky in that the girls play together pretty nicely. Mostly Eleanor worships Rosemary (or ‘RoRo’ as she calls her), though is perfectly prepared to tell her how annoyed she is about being picked up for the gazillionth time or being greeted very loudly while she’s having ‘DotDot’ (mummy …
I don’t remember. I don’t want to tell you. Nothing. I did a poo in my pants. [giggles] Does this sound familiar? I rarely ask anymore. I tend to just ask ‘Did you have a good day?’ and she usually nods or sometimes she will say she had a …
It was half-term recently. Rosemary had a great week, fitting in an overnight stay with her Granny (my mum), a visit of a few days from her Grandma (Chris’ mum), a daytrip to Bristol to visit their aquarium, a morning swimming with her dad, Grandma and sister, an afternoon at …
