It’s been a week since Roo had her adenoids removed and her grommets inserted. She is back to her normal self. Her recovery has been good.
I was told was to be expected with grommets. Throughout the week she has been saying things are louder. She has heard things that I haven’t, which, I won’t lie, has disturbed me somewhat. Continue reading
Earlier on today, my daughter sidled up to me and sweetly asked if I liked her “actitubes”. Her eyes were blue and wide, she was flashing her most charming of smiles and flicked over her face, was a single blonde ringlet.
She is a very beguiling child. She looks as if butter wouldn’t melt.
But one thing you should know about Ruby, is that she is the Little Girl with the Little Curl.
By actitubes she means attitude, and lately hers has been somewhat whiffy.
But also, absolutely blinking hilarious.
Yesterday, the children were invited to have tea at a friend’s house. Continue reading
I am not one of those parents who allows their child time off for no good reason. Unless she has a temperature, or has been puking, or a broken bone, or a contagious rash, if it’s a school day, you can bet she’ll be there.
Kicking and screaming, perhaps but there nonetheless. I read a statistic somewhere that children of stay-at-home parents tend to have worse school attendance than children of working parents, and so I have made it my personal mission not to be part of that statistic.
Having said that, today, I did allow Roo to skive off school Continue reading
Ruby-Roo has always enjoyed cooking. Before she discovered The Disney Channel and all things Mickey Mouse, she used to be fond of that irritatingly chirpy Katie, who presents I Can Cook on CBeebies. We tried out a few recipes every now and again, and that has since evolved to helping me out most evenings as I cook dinner for us all.
Whether it be grating, stirring, or cracking eggs, she is on it like a bonnet.
Today, being Chinese New Year, I decided to make Mandajuice’s Cashew Chicken. I’ve made it a few times before and each time I do, I am reminded of how epic it really is. OK, so it’s a bit of a work up, and not a quick supper by any means, but the time and effort is definitely worth it. Continue reading
Last night my husband was in Birmingham over night at some kind of worky-style conference thing. Ruby reckons his absence gives her licence to stay up late, muck about, make diva-eqsue demands of chocolate Nesquik in her Little Mermaid cup, and generally be a bit of a monkey about going to bed.
It’s the same every single time. Continue reading
OK, we all know the weather was atrocious for most of today, so I don’t really need to write about the horizontal rain and the howling wind and the sleety misery that was this morning.
But, Internets, let me tell you, we were entirely stir crazy. Ruby and I bickered, Elliot and Ruby fought (as much as a three year old and a ten month old can fight, more than you’d think), toys were thrown out of prams, both figuratively and literally. Continue reading