Wednesday, December 17, 2008

The Christmas Tree Gang

So there's this little girl...

who after several parties, eats too much of the sweet stuff and is sick in the night. Perhaps it wasn't just the sweet stuff, maybe she picked up a bug along the way.

Anyhoo, I go off to London for a full day's work (that's the 6.44am train BTW) and Recaro wakes up with Ellie at the leisurely time of 7.20am (unheard of in these parts). He discovers she's been sick and realises that she's sufficiently out of sorts to go to the childminder.

He's at home, she's at home. He washes the sicky bedsheets. He cleans up her wee - she's lost all sense of focus for potty-time. He cleans up her poo. Poor dab, he's never had to do that before.

He DOES find time to complain to me on the phone. I utter the sweet words of reassurance that he's in charge and must decide what to do.

They nestle down in the big bed and watch Cbeebies (baby TV - no adverts, lots of crafty stuff and signing). She whispers to him (who is hungover and didn't really mind being in bed) 'I love you, heart'.

'I love you' he says. And realises what a great day it's been.

To date, Peaches has NOT declared her love for her mummy. Hmmph. My time WILL come.

Friday, December 12, 2008

A little bit of giving and receiving this Advent

Christmas just came early. I have three parcels waiting at the post office to collect - I'm keeping my fingers crossed that one of them is my calendar from Sue.

There was also a parcel left at our front door today while I was at work. It's not for me of course. It's for Ellie, it's huge and its from Marks & Spencer so I'm optimistic about it being something nice. How sweet that someone's got it delivered direct to the small girl. I'll open it up when Richard gets home - in the hope that it might be gift wrapped inside but at least with a note to say who it's from.

But that's not the only bit of happiness during Advent. No siree. Reluctant has given me an award. Thank you - it's made me very happy.

I love it when the award comes with some clear criteria - and this one sums up the type of blogger I always wanted to be:
These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in self-aggrandizement. Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated. Please give more attention to these writers. Deliver this award to eight bloggers who must choose eight more and include this cleverly-written text into the body of their award.
I am very pleased to pass this award on to eight of my favourite regular reads - although I must confess that I don't comment as much as I'd like to:

Imbeingheldhostage at In the gutter
Madame Queen
Nicole at Classy and sophisticated
Casdok at Mother of Shrek
Saz at Fat Frumpy & Fifty
Gigi at Afterthoughts Be sure to try her recipes. She makes a mean texan sheet cake.
Laski Gal at From the cheap seats - I still feel a pang of envy from the day she quit work...
Mellipop at BabyBlog - I've just realised I'm on her blog roll. Cool.

If you've not read any of these before, take a look. I'm sure you'll find something you like.

She's not grumpy, she's my baby

It's okay, Peaches didn't get sent to jail.

Peaches was having a sleep in the car. After an hour, I thought enough's enough - we are going shopping. Only thing is, she wanted more than an hour's sleep.

She slept her whole way round the supermarket and I stashed the week's shopping around her. She even slept through me pulling the reusable shopping bags out from underneath her when we we got to the checkout.

I thought she was sweet for sleeping, but more than a few old ladies thought I was bonkers for not letting her sleep somewhere more comfortable. What would you have done?
PhotoStory Friday
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Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Slow blogging

Apparently it's the latest thing. I have no apologies though - I'm working (the paid kind) like stink and have little time left for the fun things in life.

Consequently, I'm spending the spare time I have being a lovely mum and trying to be a better wife. I don't think I'll be able to sustain the hard work ethic for too much longer. Apart from anything - it sucks. I'd prefer to be hanging out with you guys.

I like to think that if you are reading this extremely slow blog, it's for news of Peaches. She is, after all adorable. I'd like to confirm that she is going from strength to strength. This week, she tells me that she likes shopping, party shoes and biscuits. She's mastered jigsaw puzzles and is very clear about boys and girls. She insisted on telling me that John Travolta was a boy in Hairspray - though I appreciate that's hardly difficult...

Fortunately, I like New Year resolutions. Regular blogging is top of the list. Take care, y'all.