We lived in a terraced house when my daughter was born. We did buy a baby monitor but to be honest, we didn’t really need one. When she was really young, she was with us anyway and when she was older, our dog would run up and down stairs when she awoke. We moved to…
I am uneasy with Halloween. I don’t mind the dressing up per-say but it’s the trick or treating which I am the most uneasy with. You see, when I was growing up, my parents would never let me go trick or treating and, at the time, I was gutted. Why couldn’t I go and get…
It’s half term where I live and while teachers may be breathing a sigh of relief, parents everywhere are on the verge of tearing their hair out. Childcare, activities, money for activites; are all on the agenda of parents with children at school. But what about parents of preschool children? Every week is half…
(The amazing Katie) Today I have come up with a new manta. You know how some Christians ask What Would Jesus Do? Well I’m trying What Would Katie Do? You see my cousin in America is also a farmer’s wife. She has two children and a much larger farm yet has…
So today I had my weekly under the couch purge. It is always an eye opener. In the old house we had laminate floor and I naively thought carpet at the farm would solve the under-the-couch magnetism. I was wrong. I have no idea how things get there. I never see them going under but…
Calories 1500 (tying to be good), alcohol units 2 (needed them after rollercoaster emotions of finishing Mad About the Boy, Twitter followers 409, husband 1 (just, after reading book for so long) daughter 1 (but must admit have had a little read while she watched CBeebies). Warm Fuzzy feeling and sadness at finishing said book,…
So we went away at the weekend (I will try and blog about it later) and my 2-and-a-half year old decided to try on my engagement and wedding ring on with my Thomas Sabo bracelet. I managed to prize the rings back but decided to avoid a full on tantrum and let her play with…
I read a Twitter comment the other day which really annoyed me: “I hated Bridget Jones and found her desperately unfunny first time around. Never identified with her at all.” Urgh! How gruesome. This is exactly the sort of comment Bridget herself would refer to as coming from a “smug married”. It’s not just about…
I I am one of those people who thinks about something and goes and does it. I get a bee in my bonnet and research quickly. It is on the verge of impulse buying. On Friday night I asked my husband if we could get a pig. He said no. Then it went to…
It seems the Christmas letters, so popular in America for years have become increasingly used by people across the pond. An annual round robin to anyone on the Christmas card list to tell (brag) about your life in the past year. Little Johnny got into the best university; Sheila had her 11th child (without pain…