We were very lucky to have recently been sent the complete collection of Mr Men books for review. I have very fond memories of these as a child and W is already showing a great love for them too. They really are timeless. The collection contains 47 Mr Men books, all numbered on the spine so that you can easily locate your favourites as required. This also provides a great opportunity for some counting practice with the toddler. The only trouble is deciding on whose favourite we read each night. Below are mine, Mr B's and W's favourites so far. Bet you can't guess whose is ...
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 ...
Fiction Friday #2: Where The Wild Things Are
Fiction Friday is the fabulous new brainchild of the dashing @homedad. I was a bit slow on the uptake last week and missed FF#1, but have managed to get my act together and join in this week, WHOOP. So, here is my entry. The night Max wore his wolf suit and made mischief of one kind, and another, his mother called him "WILD THING!" and Max said "I"LL EAT YOU UP!" so he was sent to bed without eating anything. To check out all of this weeks entries head on over to @homedad via the magic button. He has gone all Italian Mobster on us this week...WITWOO! ...