I’ve never known Sonny and Luca to be so excited; at least not since the recent snow which they assumed meant Santa was on his way back. Luca was just pleased to be able to practice saying “fish” while Sonny worked on a joke he could tell Big Bad Barry (as everyone knows, fish wont spit out the boats they’ve swallowed unless you make them laugh?!?)… read the full post.
With the cost of nappies making a serious dent in our weekly budget, and after being told Sonny must be toilet trained before I can dump, I mean provide him with some quality time at nursery, I’ve spent the last couple of weeks introducing him to the potty. He took to it immediately … as a seat on which to read his maps.… read the full post.
Sonny has numerous favourites, teddy one, teddy two, elephant, chicken, rabbit one, two, three … the list goes on. Luca has just the one, Mr Cow.
I’ve learned the hard way that to wash them during the day can have traumatic consequences. … read the full post.
When I started our blog the intention was for it to be a diary of our adventures, but the lure of using it as an outlet for a good old whine has proven too strong!
I hate half-term, especially now the local schools have seen fit to spread the misery out over two weeks.
It started on Monday when a trip to the Glo Family never happened because the car-park and surrounding roads were jam-packed with 4x4s full of bored school kids abusing our Playgroups facilities.… read the full post.
I thought I’d found a healthy balance over how much time the boys were spending in front of the TV; that was until on our last trip to the moon we appeared to have developed our own theme tune, not too dissimilar to the moonpig.com advert (replace the word pig with trip and you have the idea!)
Another favourite advert is one for play-doh, so after repeatedly being asked for some I decided we’d make our own.… read the full post.