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Monthly Archives: May 2017
Things I’ve accidentally learned this morning: 1. The origin of the word “pineapple” 2. The origin of the word “ananas” 3. Why most other languages use “ananas” whereas English uses “pineapple” to describe the fruit in question 4. The probable origin of the word “banana” 5.The fact that “banana” and “ananas” sound similar is a…
Day #126 Warning! Outsmarting your toddler can be dangerous to your health
Today we fell into a trap very much of our own making. It was an epic morning battle ending with a resounding defeat of parental convenience and victory for hard toddler logic. Remember the little gibbon we brought home from the zoo the other day? Here he is again next to a t-shirt with one of…
Day #125 Kicking
Today’s top achievement was achieved before 9am even rolled around, which is quite an accomplishment for someone who is not a morning person. And the said achievement is: kicking. I don’t mean that metaphorically, as in “kicking it old school” or “kicking the habit” or “kicking to touch”. I mean it in the literal sense…
Day #124 And then the giraffes started to dance
A lot of candidates for happy moments today. I got a bit of a lie in. I went to the spa for a massage. The weather was sunny and glorious. Best thing hands down, however, was Hawkeye at the zoo. We went for a short visit in the afternoon. It was well after 3pm but…
Day #123 The global energy crisis…
… could be solved by harnessing the power of toddlers. It’s an endlessly renewable source! Long-lasting! Keeps going long after your sub-par, adult-sized batteries have started to sputter! This is the steps counter from my husband’s phone today. He did not go anywhere without Hawkeye and the rhythm of our day is clearly visualised in…
Day #122 “And don’t let Big Show sit on you…”
The Mister is off to go see WWE Live* in the Three Arena today after his mother and I got him a surprise pair of tickets for Christmas. This came about in a slightly unusual manner. You see, we’re not great at giving each other surprise gifts. He’s often got a very specific tastes and requirements…
Day #121 Glorious sunshine
It’s hard to feel bad about anything when there’s beautiful sunshine and flowers are continuing to bloom everywhere. These giant blooms are outside of my son’s creche. Terribly sleep deprived but making progress on a big work project involving one of my favourite things ever: Excel spread sheets. The workaholic in me is rejoicing. The…
Day #120 Back on the horse (metaphorically) with only a small snag (literally)
It’s been a little over a month since I fell out of a bus and seriously sprained my ankle. I have not been completely idle, but I have not been to yoga since the accident and today was the first day I went back to my yoga class to get back on the horse, so…
Day #119 Do Toddlers Dream Of Baby Sheep?
Today’s post was dangerously close to just being: Day #119: Hot Tub. Physio. The End. That’s not really very interesting or insightful, even if it would have succeeded in ticking the “best parts of the day” box before the day was even half-done. But let’s be honest, brevity is never my thing, so I was contemplating…
Day #118 Pride Rock gets a Lego makeover
My husband is eagerly awaiting the day he can pull out all of his old Lego from the attic and introduce them to Hawkeye. In the meantime, he’s enjoying constructing bizarre and//or awesome creations with our accumulated store of Duplo. I love seeing what sort of inventions he comes up with and I already have a…
The Feathered Rose 