I'll stick my neck out and say that 2013 has been the best Christmas I've ever had. It's been so much fun spending time with family and there is nothing better than seeing the kids so excited. I've learnt so much that I wanted to share some of it with you... . . . Keep Reading
The ordinary moments #19: Preschooler colour obsessions
After reading Hurrah for Gin's Ordinary Moment last week, I couldn't help but chuckle. Katie wrote about her little boy's obsession with wearing red from head to toe. It's very similar in our house; T1 wears red and T2 likes to wear blue. That includes pants, socks, t-shirt, jumper and jeans - in fact if one item of the right colour is missing we have a major meltdown.When I take them out dressed in their favourite colours I get some funny looks (it's even funnier when they're on their red and . . . Keep Reading
The ordinary moments #18
When things go quiet, those of us with preschoolers know this usually means something naughty is going on. When this happens, I often find T1 sitting underneath the dining room table munching biscuits he’s stolen from the kitchen (by using the stool from his keyboard to reach high enough to grab the biscuit tin!) or find T2 at the dining room table playing with the glitter glue. . . . Keep Reading
Where to visit Santa in Hampshire: The ordinary moments #17
It's not really an ordinary moment because it only happens once a year, but this week my photo is from our visit to meet Santa at the Keydell Garden Centre in Horndean, Hampshire. I'm not sure who was more excited about it - the kids or me! Last year the boys were a bit scared of things (especially Santa!) but this year they ran around patting the snowmen, hugging the figures of Santa and stroking all of the real animals that were part of the attraction. E didn't even show a flicker of fear as . . . Keep Reading
Festive traditions: The ordinary moments #16
Over the weekend, we visited my family for our annual pre-Christmas get together. As many of my brothers, aunts, uncles, cousins and cousins' children as possible get together for a meet up at my parents' house in Lincolnshire. This year might be the last one we make for quite a while, because by next year we'll hopefully be in Australia. . . . Keep Reading