potty training

Potty Training – Part 1

This is NOT a “how-to” guide to potty training.  If that is what you are looking for then I suggest going elsewhere.  In fact I would go as far to say that this post is more like a “how not to” guide to potty training.  I have referred to it as Potty Training – Part One, because I am pretty sure that there are going to be a few more tales to tell on my potty training adventures. My son is at that age when most parents feel compelled to give potty training a go.  However those Read on…

Xmas Photo Toddler

The Joy of Xmas?!?!

I had been so looking forward to this Xmas.  Don’t get me wrong last year’s was special but it wasn’t that…..interactive. To be honest, H wasn’t that bothered with any of it.  No ripping open of presents, no hiding in boxes, and no preferring to play with the wrapping paper.  In fact, after all the sentiment had subsided it was probably a bit of a let down (there, I’ve said it!).  A year on, and with him being a lot more engaged, I was looking forward to celebrating the festive period.  So I Read on…

Good Dinosaur Cinema Trip

First Family Trip To The Cinema

Harry loves dinosaurs.  I would go as far as to say that he is obsessed with them.  They accompany him at meal times, in the bath, in bed, to the childminders, and in the car.  They even have their own special “dino” bag that they are transported around in.  So when I saw that Pixar were coming out with a film called The Good Dinosaur, I was online in a heartbeat booking our tickets.  Quite honestly I have been looking forward to this occasion for weeks.  How I  kept it to myself is anyone’s guess.  Read on…

Splish Splash Splosh

I am a huge advocate of teaching your child to swim.  Not only is it great exercise and good fun, more importantly it is a life saving skill.  Trying to teach Harry swimming has had it’s fair share of ups and downs.  The down’s have included such things as showing my post-pregnancy body off to a load of strangers, trying – and failing – to pour myself in to my pre-pregnancy suit (lycra will only stretch so far before it has the transparency of a pair of 7 denier tights), and lastly – and my Read on…

Autumn, Hawarden Farm Shop, Toddler, Outdoors

Perfect Start To Autumn

At this time of year you are never sure how many opportunities you are going to get to go outside and not come back frozen and looking like a drowned rat, so last weekend’s mild weather was a real surprise. Not ones to miss a chance to be outside, we threw our coats on, packed up the buggy and set off for an adventure. “We are going on a bear hunt….”  Well, at least that was how we sold it to H.  Our adventures always revolve around where we can Read on…

waters breaking

My Waters Broke In Clarks

I have been meaning to write this post for a while but I just couldn’t come up with the right title.  After months of debate I have decided to call it exactly as it is.  Yes, my waters broke in Clarks.  Clarks at Cheshire Oaks to be precise.  Right in front of where the children sit to have their feet measured in fact.  It is a day that I will always remember, but for reasons that make me smile and shudder in equal measure. You see, giving birth in Clarks was never part Read on…

Welsh Rugby

Dear Mr Gatland

Dear Mr Gatland I am aware that the preparation for the Rugby World Cup hasn’t been going as planned.  The Welsh squad has been plagued by injuries to quite a few key players and it would seem that on a daily basis the numbers are dwindling.  At breakfast my mummy sighs as she reads the back pages, and I overhear her saying things such as “who today”, and “soon there will be no-one left”.  She isn’t smiling as much as she used to.  And so with the clock ticking down to our next match, I thought it was time for me Read on…

Foel Farm

Fun at Foel Farm

H loves animals.  Our house is littered with plastic cows, sheep and pigs.  We thought it would be great for him to get up close and personal with a few of them, and so during our summer holiday this year we planned a visit to Foel Farm in Anglesey.  It is located in a picturesque spot on the banks of the Menai overlooking Caernarvon and the Snowdonia Mountain Ranges.  It cost £14 entrance for 2 adults (H was free because he is only 2), which seemed great value for money because all the rides and other Read on…

Best of Both Worlds

Harry, As you grow up you will inevitably wonder who you take after.  So in readiness for this conversation I thought I’d better put pen to paper (ahem) and start jotting down just a few ways you take after us both.  When you are old enough to read this for yourself you can make your own judgement.  So here goes: 5 ways you take after Mummy My Legs – Your Daddy would actually say you are inflicted with my legs rather than blessed with them.  My legs are short and stocky.  Read on…

Define Normal

Normal (adj) – Conforming with, adhering to, or constituting a norm, standard, pattern, level, or type; typical I am in a reflective mood today.  I am not going to get deep or political, or confess my inner demons for that matter.  It’s just that I have been presented with a situation recently that has made me question, what is normal?  Define for me if you will a “normal” family? I find myself in this predicament because H’s sister* – Emily – returned from Uni for the summer.  Now, it’s not unusual for Em to come home for the odd Read on…