Diary of a One Year Old. Pt. 3

Diary of a One Year Old. Pt. 3

Do you want to hear something funny? Poop! That’s well funny isn’t it? Poop is funny. It smells funny. It’s all squishy on your bottom. And it’s especially fun to make sure Mama and Daddy have a difficult time wiping it off me! Read more

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Diary of a One year Old pt.2

Diary of a One year Old pt.2

So, I’m going to let you in on a little secret. I think the female servant, Mama Mama, has gone a little looney. And I don’t mean in an adorable Roger Rabbit kind of way. I think she may actually have lost her marbles. Read more

An Open Letter To Santa

An Open Letter To Santa

Dear Santa / Father Christmas / Kris Kringle / Coca-Cola dude,

I know it’s been a while since I last wrote to you, and don’t worry, I won’t be asking for a new bike, or a Commodore 64 this time round. I’ve grown up a little since then. 

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Grandparents – the new daycare?

Grandparents – the new daycare?

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Who stays at home?

Who stays at home?

This week was the first real time my life as a Mother and my life as an Administration Assistant challenged each other.

Baby E became ill, and I had a dilemma; do I send her into day-care (knowing that she wasn’t contagious, nor was she vomiting) and go into work? Or, do I stay at home and look after her?

A lot of you are probably screaming at the screen right now, “Of course you stay home!”, “How is this a dilemma?”, “YOU’RE A MOTHER FOR GAWD’S SAKE!” Read more

My blog is one month old!

My blog is one month old!

A month ago I actually started (after much deliberation) a blog about . . .

Well, I’m still not sure what it’s about, but it’s here, and it’s staying for the foreseeable future.

 

Twelve blog posts, and three recipe pages, later, and I’m still finding my feet. Perhaps that will always be the case. Perhaps this blog will be as chaotic as my own thoughts. Like the drawer everyone has in their house, where random items such as used batteries, takeout menus, and bits of ribbon that you’re sure will get used one day end up. Read more

Diary of a one year old

Diary of a one year old

I gave Mama Mama and Daddy a little lie  in this morning. Not because I was being nice, but because I really couldn’t be arsed to get up and stand at the end of my cot like I do every morning, and chant about Dodos until one of the servants came to get me.

I don’t know what it is about Dodos, but screaming Dodo over and over again seems to encourage some early morning attention from them. Sometimes I like to mix things up and chant about Dido. Read more