A friend and her daughter came round to visit the other day, and as the wee girl was standing in our kitchen I smiled at her and asked, “Would you like a fruitie? We’ve got pink or orange.”
She gave me a bemused look.
I laughed. “A smoothie, I mean, sorry! Not a fruitie!”
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There are certain clothing combinations that even a fashion Luddite like me knows are a no-no.
Socks and sandals is one of them.
Unfortunately, as I was getting DorkySon ready for nursery this morning, I was left with no other option than to send him out dressed like this.
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Usually when I feel compelled to join in with the Reasons to be Cheerful linky over at Mummy from the Heart, it’s because I’ve had some big news that I’m happy about.
That’s not really the case this week; it’s just that I’ve had a lovely couple of days, filled with small, special moments that I don’t want to forget.
DorkyDad has just arrived home after a two-day work conference, and as I type I can hear him and DorkySon giggling away. They are cuddled up, reading a book and catching up on each other’s news. I will never grow tired of seeing the two of them reunited after an absence.
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My heart sank when an email popped in to my inbox about a Jubilee Garden Party at DorkySon’s nursery. What a way to spend a Saturday.
I have documented my dislike of parties on the blog before, and when you add in the Jubilee element, that dislike only intensifies. I’m not massivly anti-monarchy; I just genuinely couldn’t care less about the Royal family. And flag-waving of any kind – be it Saltire or Jack – is not something that has ever appealed to me.
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The lovely ladies across at Mummy Central have tagged me in a hilarious post, where they lament the number of times a day their kids ask them ‘Why…?’. They have recommended that we turn the tables of on our toddlers and provide them with a list of our own ‘Whys’. How could I resist? Here are mine. Continue reading
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