With Halloween just around the corner I have been on the hunt for some quick and simple Halloween treats for when the neighbours and their children pop by. As a busy working Mum I really don't have much time for baking or anything too fiddly so below are some of the simplest Halloween treats I could come up with. White Chocolate Ghouls These spooky treats come from the wonderful A Mummy Too, simply with the addition of two milk chocolate drops for eyes. Simply melt 100g of white chocolate drops in a bowl. Cut half a loaf of Soreen into ...
Product Review: Philips Avent DECT Baby Monitor
When my old baby monitors gave up the ghost after 18 months I was delighted when Philips kindly offered to send me a new set to review. Now some of my regular readers may have had a little giggle at the somewhat, let's say retro-appearance when I posted this shot of the old ones... ...so I was delighted when the parcel arrived and I unpacked these. They look somewhat more modern don't you think? The other truly delightful thing was that they were ready to use. We simply plugged in the baby unit and we were good to go. We have now used them for over a month and here are the best ...
Surviving the Terrible Twos
If you have hit upon this post in the hope of answers to the above I fear you will be dreadfully disappointed. Unless my lovely readers can leave me some helpful comments. *Hopeful stare.* This is less of a post and more of a plea. Someone must know what to do. I kind of suspect Mr B and I may have brought this upon ourselves. You see we made the fateful mistake of being... SMUG PARENTS. You know the ones. The ones with the child that SLEEPS. And EATS EVERYTHING you give him. And SMILES ALL THE TIME, at EVERYONE. The ones you secretly hate. We WERE those ...
Bear-hugs and bed-bumps
Five. Seventeen. A. M. This is the time I was rudely awoken this morning by the boy's cries. Actually, this is not strictly true, it was probably 5:14 as I definitely spent three minutes with my eyes clamped tightly shut, willing myself and him back to sleep, not looking at the clock, and wishing, not for the first time, that he had come with a mute button installed. You would think I would have learnt by now that this approach is utterly futile. He wasn't giving up. So at 5:17 I drag my sorry arse across the landing to see what is up. Nappy check-fine. Comforter-all present ...
Can you protect your child TOO much?
I am a worrier. I worry to my bones about anything and everything. I worry so much that I even grind my teeth at night in my sleep, much to Mr B's annoyance. To be fair to him though it must sound HORRIFIC. Almost as horrific I imagine as the speech-intolerant jaw-ache I am left with for the first two hours of the morning. "Tea?" "Yeshh pweerz." Now that the boy is on the move my worry, no my downright terror levels have hit a new high. I vaguely remember having a whinge on here at some point at how long it took him to learn to crawl. What was I thinking? Those days were ...
Grandmotherly Love
To say that W has become quite attached to his Granny (Gaga) and Grandad (Dadad) in the last month would be somewhat of an understatement. The delight on his face when they arrived to babysit this Friday was just awesome. His smile was a mile wide and his eyes twinkled with glee. Mr B and myself may also have had a bit of a grin surfacing as it meant we could... ...wait for it... Go out! Really out. Requiring a TAXI out no less. But not just that... ...Go out together! Whoop! We did. It was awesome. It hurt a LOT the next day. But the most fun ...
Rabbit rabbit rabbit…he won’t stop talking!
Well, we made it back safely from the most fantastic week away with the Grandparents. Mr B, W and I were lucky enough to spend a week in the sun in the beautiful Greek region of Kallithea. The sun shone, the waves lapped, sandcastles were built and the wine was cold. And W started to talk more. And more. And more. He really thrived through the week, perhaps as a result of the constant playing and attention and the fact that he got to spend time with both me and Mr B together, something which we struggle with a lot at home. But his speech just seemed to develop really ...
Why?
ANOTHER tag! Whoop. This time courtesy of her loveliness, Stressy Mummy. I heart her verily so will give this one a go. Now I am not too sure of the rules here. Luckily enough W is not big enough yet to have mastered this word. I just know it is something I am soon to hear a lot of but, as yet, it does not fill me with dread in the same way it does other parents. I think this may have been how this meme began. The five "Why?" questions you would throw back at your offspring. A "Why?" parent revenge, en masse. Or do I just post five genuine "Why?" questions I simply don't have the ...
Separation Anxiety
As parents separation anxiety is something we will all have to face at one time or another. We have all seen it. The look of steely determination on a Mother’s face as she attempts to escape the confines of the nursery corridor with a red-faced screaming toddler wrapped so tightly around her leg he may well have cut off the blood supply to her foot. The screams of “Noooooooooo Mummy don’t gooooooooooooo” echoing across the playground accompanied by heart-wrenching, soul-destroying wails. Well today was my turn. Except the boy was fine. He waved me out the door. The separation ...
Five reasons I know I am now middle-aged
I have been feeling my age more and more of late. There was THE birthday, and the increasing change in hair colour. Can this really be happening? Yep. Here are another five reasons I know I am now middle-aged. Tuesday nights out are preferable to Friday nights out as it is less busy and you can be sure of finding a seat in the pub. ‘A new mop’ was the top entry on my Mother’s Day wish list. The desperately sad news is that I didn’t get one so this has now been transferred to my Christmas wish list. Jeepers. My list of things I keep meaning to sort out but never seem to find ...
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