This morning, the Toddler and I gave her babies a bath. Greta is rather obsessed with her babies and she loves looking after them, she even calls herself ‘Mama Greta’ and talks to them lovingly as she drags them along by the foot (not a parenting skill she has learnt from me). She carts them around all over the place and they were starting to look a bit grubby so I thought it was about time they had a good scrub.   Because of her love of all things baby, I always knew she was going to be a brilliant big sister, helping with nappy changes and always ready with a cuddle and a sloppy kiss. What I didn’t think about was how heavy handed she can be when she gets over excited and, being a toddler, her lack of self awareness makes her a bit of a danger around a real life baby sometimes. So, I’m trying to reinforce how gentle and careful you need to be around babies, and in the interests of safety, I thought perhaps we should start with a toy baby. I probably should have done this before Ernie was born, but hey ho, he’s not been hurt so far,…

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I love a home made gift that I can make with the children. They love to give presents that they have made and its nice to show them that giving presents isn’t always about spending lots of money. Especially on Mother’s Day, I think it’s really nice to give a handmade keepsake gift to the grandmas. So this weekend I had one of my “brilliant ideas” for something to make. As usual, this started with Carl sighing and rolling his eyes at me as I sent him off to buy supplies, and ended in a big mess and a creation that we are all a bit surprised is actually rather nice. My idea this time was to decorate a canvas with tulips made from the children’s footprints. Trying to get footprints from 3 wriggly children is always a dangerous game to play, one slip and you’ve ruined the whole thing, but I’ve had a lot of practice and I was feeling  brave. My top tips are to sit the child on your lap, make it as quick and as fun as possible, and always do one more than you need, just incase. After we’d restrained them for long enough to get 9 footprints each, it…

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Yesterday, we spent a very chilly couple of hours at the farm where we have an annual membership. It was fun, as always, but it was really cold. Well, along with the feeling in our fingers and toes, we must have temporarily lost our minds, because we decided it would be a great idea to pop into The Harvester on the way home for our dinner. It wasn’t really until we’d got in and sat down, that I realised what we had done. It was the first time since we’ve been outnumbered by under fours that we’ve attempted to go to a restaurant. I was a bit nervous I must admit. Would Mabel spill her drink all over the table like she so often does at home? Would Greta wet herself and then insist on stripping off her bottom half right there at the table? Would Ernie cry loudly until Carl puts him in the wrap and stands up bobbing around next to the table, shovelling food in his mouth in between patting his bum? Well, the answer was yes, all of those things happened. A particular highlight was Greta standing on her chair, naked from the waist down, wiggling her hips and singing…

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This week has gone so quickly, I can’t believe it’s time to write another happy list already! Here’s everything that’s been making me happy this week I brought a 90p bunch of Daffs from Aldi on Monday and I’ve pretty much been smiling ever since. I love having flowers around in the house, and nothing quite says Spring is on the way like a jug full of cheerful yellow Daffodils. The sun has been making an appearance at the window lately too and it’s making me feel really optimistic and positive. Hopefully this is going to signal the end of the winter virus cycle of hell we’ve been trapped in since December. I absolutely loved the messy play activity that I did with Greta on Tuesday. It was so nice just to sit and watch her exploring and experimenting with it. I’m excited to plan our next activity so check back on Tuesday to see what we get up to. I also bought a pretty notebook when I was in Aldi and who doesn’t love beautiful stationary? I had a chance to sit down with a cup of tea and plan out some blog posts, which was lovely. What an exciting life I lead, where writing a list makes it into…

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With two other children demanding my attention, I sometimes feel like Ernie doesn’t get as much of me as I would like to give him. A lot of the time, he’s the quietest one out of the three, so he ends up sitting in his bouncy chair smiling at a plastic owl, while I try to explain to his sisters that 3 chocolate chip brioche rolls in one day is not happening and maybe they should have eaten the lunch that I just made them and they fed to the cat. One of the things that I like to do to reconnect with him (and ease my parental guilt), is baby yoga. I first learnt about baby yoga when I took Mabel to classes, starting when she was 8 weeks old. We both loved the classes and I was really sad when we had to stop going because she learnt to crawl and kept going off to poke the other babies in the eye. When Greta was a baby I managed to make it to two classes with her, while someone else looked after Mabel. Now my poor neglected third child has no chance of making it to an actual baby yoga class, but luckily I…

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Tuesday is one of Mabel’s preschool days, and it’s really nice to have some quality time with Greta. She seems to respond really well to the calmer atmosphere. Mabel has just started doing full 6 hour days at preschool, rather than just afternoons, so it means that we now have more time to do some bigger activities. This morning, I wanted to use the builders tray because we haven’t got as much use out of it since I brought it as I thought we would. So, after I finished cleaning, I thought let’s make a load more mess. Why not, it’s what us mums live for isn’t it? So, inspired by the time Mabel emptied a whole bag of flour onto the kitchen floor and started making ‘snow angels’, I decided to set up some ‘crazy cooking’. I gave her a selection of dry ingredients in different containers, a variety of baking molds, bowls and cups, three different spoons and a jug of water. I gave her warm water because I thought it might make the dry ingredients change more when she added it. Then I sat down with a cup of tea and a pain au chocolate, to watch.…

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I’ve always been a bit of a maverick baker. I’ll look up a recipe to get a general idea of what I’m supposed to do, but then I’ll just kind of wing it. I’ll be honest, it doesn’t always work out. But this time it did, and I was so shocked pleased, I thought I’d share the recipe. We had some family coming round on Sunday morning for brunch, so I decided I would attempt some muffins. I found this recipe and decided to follow it loosely/largely ignore it. You don’t need a snot-faced little helper to make these muffins, but I can’t garuntee the same results if you try without.   So the first thing I did was decide that 9 muffins wasn’t nearly enough. When you’re having what is basically cake for breakfast, you may as well go big or go home. So I doubled the recipe. So I beat 220g of butter in a bowl with an electric hand whisk for what seemed like forever, until it had gone pale and creamy. It’s supposed to look like mayonnaise, I’m not sure mine did, but my hand was shaking from holding the whisk, so I decided to call it a day.…

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Its Saturday morning, and Carl has taken Greta to her first football class. Ernie is asleep in the wrap on me, and Mabel and I are both still in our PJs having a lazy morning. I’ve been writing lists in a notepad, one of my favourite activities. Actually doing the things I’ve written down is unimportant by the way, it’s making the list that counts don’t you know? Mabel had been having a bit of ipad time, one of her favourite activities. Just a typical weekend morning when we don’t have anywhere particular to be. ‘Mummy, can I do some drawing in your book?’ Mabel asks. She has lots of paper that she could draw on, but drawing in Mummy’s special book, now that is the most exciting thing possible. ‘Sure’ I reply, mostly because it’s a good opportunity to get the ipad off of her without a fight and then hide it somewhere. ‘I’m going to draw some flowers’ she informs me. ‘Ok’ I mutter whilst sneaking the ipad behind my back and quietly shoving it into a drawer behind me. By the time I look back she has drawn 2 lovely flowers with long stalks, a circle at the top and…

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