Monday, Monday, Monday, why do you like me so, that you feel the need to rush towards your weekly visits? The weekends always seem so fleeting. So many plans, so little time. But, being the weekend, Bear spent most of his time outside with daddy, so I got a chance to make some headway with my reading challenge whenever Chubba Bubba was feeding. 1.
Friday. Generally, it feels like the finishing line of another week. A day of reflection on the week that was. And today is no different, I suppose. But as I sit here, munching on some choc-chip cookies, I am not only looking back at our week, thinking of the parts that rocked, repressing the memories of the bits that sucked, but I am also looking
So, as mentioned yesterday, a trip to the library was in order to pad out my 50-50 reading list. Wwe were also suffering a mild dose of cabin fever, thanks to icky noses & rainy weather. A small break in the weather, and we took our chances on a dash to the library. My haul consisted of a book recommended by Ruth (ok, now I check
Hello Wednesday! After a long absence, that wonderful sound is back. I can’t think of a sound (outside of my children’s voices) that I love more than that of rain hitting the roof. And it’s not just any rain, but beautiful, constant, soaking, make-the-grass-green-again rain. It’s been raing for four days now, and the river hasn’t even got a ‘fresh’ in it – that’s
Good morning Tuesday! The boys are starting to feel better, and we are all getting some decent sleep, thank goodness. Yesterdaywas nice and quiet, some stories, lots of cuddles, a new-found addiction to Baby Einstein:Baby Galileo (hey, who doesn’t love the moon?), and a nap on the loungeroom floor, using the lounge cushions as a bed! Not overly productive on my end, but hey,
Morning, Monday (and no, it’s not good. My day started when the time had a 5 in front of it. Not. Happy. Jan.) Ugh, what a weekend. Sick boys and rain. Not a good combination. The smallest one now has a bunged-up nose, which means he’s not feeding properly, which means I was up 17,000 times last night. Ugh. And the toddler is improving,
…if you look very carefully, you will see tiny people. They are rarely seen, and very easily frightened, but oh so cute if you manage to steal a glance. As a child, I loved “Snugglepot & Cuddlepie”. A constant favourite, it was re-read many, many times. The imagery the story evoked was (and to a certain extent, still is) enthralling, as was the joy
Good morning Wednesday! Lots of creating going on here. This little tutu found its way to a new home during the week. Today, I’m going to finish a change mat, hoping whip up a softy, maybe add a notecard to etsy, and hope to make a crack on a cot quilt for our littlest boy. There’s also books to be read and biscuits