Ladies and gentlemen, my husband strikes once again with his quick thinking and silver tongue. This is not the first time we’ve had such a problem. Last year we went to great lengths to avoid any situations where our toddler got to see a clock in public because, as was totally normal for his stage…
Very early on in my blogging I wrote about guerrilla street art and in particular the work of a French artist named Clet Abraham. It appears that he has struck again right outside my office! Well… I have no evidence as to the identity of the artist, to be perfectly honest, but the work is…
Several weeks ago The Mister and I, along with our toddler, visited the house of a friendly couple who were expecting a baby shortly. In the time honoured tradition of which I had been a beneficiary myself previously, I pulled out any useful things I had left from Hawkeye’s infancy and passed them over to…
I’m not very good at gifts. I actually get pretty stressed about this whenever it comes to birthdays or Christmas because I hate buying gifts just for the sake of having something to give when I’m really not certain that it’s something the other person really wants. However, sometimes inspiration or serendipity strikes and I…
I was scrolling through looking for a particular post the other day when I came across something on my own blog that absolutely horrified me. I posted TWO posts numbered #176 on two consecutive days. Oh. My. God. I’m a day ahead. Wait, no. I’m a day behind. Wait, no. I’m…. aaaaaaarrrrrrgh!!!!!!! *breathe in* *breathe…
When you need to discuss dinner options without getting your toddler over-excited about something you might not wish to promise: “What did you give him for dinner yesterday?” “Uh…. digits of piscine creatures.” “Riiiiiiigh. Well, today he’s getting a circular cut of dough with shredded dairy and porcine bits.” “Ok. Oh! There are also strips…
Yeah, I have nothin’ today. This photo is from this past weekend, but it pretty much sums up how I feel about the whole week.
At one point this past weekend I found myself in a bookstore looking for something very specific. In the end, I didn’t find what I was looking for, however, I did get lost in the children’s section in anticipation of Hawkeye’s upcoming third birthday. I have been struggling at the local library with finding books…
As someone who formerly studied international relations and international politics, I am enjoy staying informed about current events. I will admit that the last few years, marked as they have been by the prevalence of child-induced sleep deprivation and fatigue, I have made less efforts to do so on occasions. But I am generally not…
I never get tired of watching The Mister play with Hawkeye. I always knew he would make a good father. I had plenty of time to observe him with small kids and he always seemed at ease with them – something I often envied. I am not, by nature, a baby person. I don’t relate well…
“When did his feet get so big?” I asked The Mister today when we were out shopping for wellies. His first pair of wellies! I kept thinking to myself. “I dunno. I mean, we keep feeding him, and he keeps growing. Maybe that’s our problem?” What stunned me today is that when I zeroed in on…
The Feathered Rose 