Metal Mummy

I don’t normally “do” parenting books. In fact, the last one I had, I took one look at, and sold it at the next car boot sale I went to. I don’t like the ones I’ve glanced through. I don’t … Continue reading →

I just got asked what I’m up to today. My response? “Oh, the usual… housework, cleaning, catching up on TV, playing with Freyja, getting felt tip pen off her face and play doh out her ears. You know, the usual…” … Continue reading →

Why does my beautiful daughter see it fit to draw all over my patio door with Philadelphia cheese? After just having them cleaned? Why does the same beautiful daughter then see fit to dig her fingers into my make up … Continue reading →

Freyja and James got home yesterday – she literally flung herself at me at the airport and cuddled the breath out of me. It was lovely. Unfortunately, I had to go straight to work after dropping them off, so didn’t … Continue reading →

Freyja is usually quite a noisy baby – you can hear her playing with things, talking, stamping around etc, so you know that when she goes silent, she’s up to no good. And sure enough, she was. I went into … Continue reading →