
The cake was for Bob’s friend’s 1st birthday. This is my piece. I think Bob has other ideas! Captions please. ;o) If you enjoy Saturday is Caption Day go and check out the others over at Mammasaurus blog.
I am convinced that Bob’s first word was Mummy! In January, we were in Edinburgh and Bob was asleep in the hotel room. She woke up and looked very confused, as she didn’t know where she was. She looked around, saw me and cried out ‘Mummy!’ it was crystal clear! Not ‘Mama,’ but ‘Mummy!’ of course, nobody else was around to hear it and she never said it again. For the last week she has said ‘Mama,’ usually when she [click here to read on]

I thought that I would post my ‘Can’t Beat The Classics’ post a day early this week as we are going to visit Peter Rabbit tomorrow. Honestly! Watch this space! The classic that I am going to share with you this week can be found ‘Down at the bottom of the garden, among the birds and the bees!’ They are tiny, they are green and you struggle to get children to eat them. (Well Bob isn’t a fan.) No, not [click here to read on]

Last week saw the first of Bob’s tantrums! To say I was shocked is an understatement! She was happily playing with her shape sorter bus when, all of a sudden, she started screaming and hitting the bus. I was convinced that she must have hurt herself. Maybe she had trapped her finger? By the time I got to Bob she had pushed the bus away and was still screaming. On closer inspection I realise that something terrible had happened! Bob [click here to read on]

Dear Bob, Just thought I’d send you a little note to remind you that it is Mothers Day on Sunday. I know that you are probably too young to understand but I thought that I’d give it a shot! I don’t need flowers, I don’t need chocolates, but if you (your daddy) wish to get some for me I won’t object. There is just one thing that I would really like! SLEEP!!! I know you find this very difficult but [click here to read on]

Although I now live in the midlands, I am originally from Burnley. I go back to visit as often as possible and, even though I am very settled here, I will always be a Lancashire Lass at heart. When it came to arranging Bob’s christening I began looking at places local to us, assuming we would hold it in our village church. When my husband suggested having it in my hometown I was over the moon. I used to go [click here to read on]