Notes from the world of mummy-hood
I find it quite amusing sometimes, when James gives me an evil glance because Freyja is mega mucky when she’s had her dinner, yet THIS is what she finishes off looking like, under the supervision of daddy, after being armed with a digestive biscuit…
She looks mighty pleased with herself.
Freyja’s not going to appreciate this post when she grows up and reads it – she’ll probably say something like “Mum, you are so embarrassing, I hate you!”, but I’ll deal with that when and if it happens.
Last night, James went to bath her like he usually does, and cries out for help. I think, [...]
I always look forward to weekends…
Mainly ‘cuz when Freyja decides to winge, Daddy can sort it!