I'm not sure I can remember a time before PJ Masks was in our lives, it's now such a firm favourite with the boys, especially Little O. So I was absolutely thrilled to be given the opportunity to review the brand new PJ Masks magazine which went on sale this month.
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Tuesday 29 August 2017
Sunday 27 August 2017
My Top Ten Favourite Cuddles
I'm holding my hands up: this is the fluffiest of fluffy posts. Fluffier than a Pomeranian puppy. Fluffier than an Eighties blow-dry. Fluffier even than the contents of your granddad's belly button.
You get the picture, so let's get to it.
10. The Upside-down One
This is not altogether dissimilar to a wrestling move I saw once in telly. Your arms may be around their waist but you are most definitely not face to face. Much to your detriment. But if you can hold the move for the customary 10 seconds, it's classed as a cuddle win.
Saturday 12 August 2017
I'm Not Ready To Be A 'Mum'
Something diabolical has happened.
Little O has started calling me 'Mum'.
I know it's not like he's started calling me 'Homer' or anything but still - I'm 'Mummy' not 'Mum'.
Mums have school age children and make packed lunches and arrange sleepovers. I still have all those things yet to come. I'm not there yet. I'm not ready to be a Mum.
Little O has started calling me 'Mum'.
I know it's not like he's started calling me 'Homer' or anything but still - I'm 'Mummy' not 'Mum'.
Mums have school age children and make packed lunches and arrange sleepovers. I still have all those things yet to come. I'm not there yet. I'm not ready to be a Mum.
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Baby,
family,
growing up,
motherhood,
Parenting,
Toddler
Wednesday 2 August 2017
How To Make Homemade Red Gooseberry Wine
When my mother-in-law passed me the massive bag of red gooseberries, I had two choices: I could either make them into something to eat, or something to drink. Taking the vote to social media, the response was overwhelmingly in favour of the latter (no surprise there).
My next choice was whether to follow the recipe in my 'Drink Your Own Garden' book which happens to be as old as I am (no googling, please!) or to just ask my mum who, by all accounts, has been home-brewing just as long.
Maybe it was giving birth to me that turned her onto it, who knows?
Maybe it was giving birth to me that turned her onto it, who knows?
Anyway, again I chose the latter. Mainly because I find mum's method much simpler and also it requires less jiggery-pokery involving enzymes and other chemicals I've never heard of.
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