Missing – One Mouse. (*Warning – emotional post alert*)
As you, dear reader, will know, a love affair started in this house around Christmas time. These charming little mice did bewitch all of our hearts, but for Pink the love was total. This is her on Christmas Day night, poorly and restless in Mummy & Daddy’s bed: And so the love began. Mimi and Mustafa (named by Gangy (Granny) on a whim, and apparently unable to change it to anything else) have been constant night time bed...
The Four, the Laundry, the Life… In Which I Don’t Do Valentines Day.
So the husband and I have been married for (counts on fingers… and toes) 18 years this year. Which means we’ve been together for 20 (*wails* I’m so not o-o-old enough for those numbers…). A few years ago, we just stopped ‘doing’ valentines. Does that mean that romance is dead? Hardly. But as times gone by, it has changed. Different things matter. When I was 17, it was the most romantic thing in the...
The Four, the Laundry, the Life… In Which I Discover the World According To The Boys.
A short while ago, one of my favourite bloggers decided to interview her 5 yr old daughter. Genius idea. So genius, in fact, that it spread. Soon another took up the challenge to investigate the inner mind of their child. then another, and another… and I can resist no longer. I just had to know what my own children would say (except for pink, of course, who would simply say ‘NO!” or...
The Four, the Laundry, the Life… In Which No.1 turns 11.
Yes, yes, I know, it seems like only a few days ago we had a birthday in this house. That’s because we did. No.1 and Pink’s birthdays are 7 days apart (and Jolly is just before Christmas. Fine planning, indeed). So – No.1 is eleven today. ELEVEN! It just seems so big. I know we say that every year, but this one feels like the closing of an era – I see him changing right in front of me, morphing from my darling...
The Four, the Laundry, the Life… The One in Which Bear Turns Three
The thing about being the fourth child is that the big milestones seem.. well, a little less big. For No.1’s third birthday the grandparents came to stay, and we all took off to the zoo for the day. For Bear? Well, about 9.30 Wednesday night I had a quick rummage in a drawer and then debated with C about whether it was worth going out to get some balloons… But I was a good parent, and I did go. And then I wrapped the small...
The Four, the Laundry, the Life…
So, by popular request, I have been voted to do some more personal blogging on here (it’s a tough job, I know, but someone had to volunteer…). So, for those who don’t know us, here’s a quick recap on who ‘we’ are… Me – 35. married since I was *just* 18 to the same man. Four children. Run LittleStuff with the oh-so-fabulous Katy, and also assist husband with his business. Love to read,...