image I was on a high today. Everything felt smooth and easy. My internet was still here when I woke up in the morning. I slept through Mr Unprepared leaving for work really early (usually a difficult thing for me). The Little Mister was being positively angelic (despite weirdly not going to sleep until 10pm the night before). We had plenty of time to play and be together. We sat outside and the sun was shining. A nice little trip to the new corner store first thing. I got some baking done – healthy stuff you can be smug about. I had the slow cooker going and dinner was going…
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I have an announcement.
*drum roll* You may not know this, but this week we added another member to our family! A gorgeous puppy. I’ve never seen the puppy and the Little Mister in the same room for some reason, but I know they’d love each other if they ever met. This furry member of the family entered our lives last Tuesday. I thought it might just be a one day thing at first, but he seems really happy with us and he’s stuck around. The crazy thing? This puppy (who the Little Mister has named after one of our other dogs – original) is the most obedient and well trained creature I’ve ever…
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Travelling Korea with my celebrity child.
We couldn’t go anywhere without people chasing us down, trying to get a look at him. Cameras flashing, people gushing, gifts being bestowed at every turn. Cries of “OH SO CUTE!” in English everywhere we turned. School girls giggling and pointing. Look, I know the Little Mister has been the star of my blog, but no – he isn’t actually famous. Which is just how I like it. In Korea, it was the whole celebrity experience. I had heard rumblings before we went that the Koreans love children. I had also learnt that they also got extra special attention if they are Eurasian or Caucasian. So we had some kind…
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I think cold weather makes me crazy.
Dammit. I know straitjacket is not spelt ‘straight jacket’, but I am willing to compromise my spelling/grammar principles when I’m this effing freezing. Look, I’m gonna admit it. There’s really no point to this post. Except that I’m cold. My toes feel like they’re going to fall off and my arms are bone chillingly icy under my flimsy cardigan. However, I’m too comfy (other than the cold) to move. The Little Mister is napping away peacefully and my legs/laptop/recline are all in perfect positioning. I used to be a hater of Snuggies. I saw those things and judged everyone who sold one, bought one or was given one as a…
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The Case of the Missing TV Remote Control.
On Monday, March 4, 2013 some time around the witching hour (also sometimes known as ‘arsenic hour’), a black LG TV remote control disappeared from its usual place of inhabitance. One Husband Unprepared (30), an unwitting witness in this case, claimed that he had last seen it when he turned on the television to watch Some Boring Show About Cars (may have paraphrased). The whereabouts of the remote are still unknown. One suspect is within the sights of law enforcement and has been questioned extensively. A transcript below: Investigator: Hey, Little Mister. Where have you put the remote control, mate? Where is it? Where is it? Little Mister remains tight…
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It’s taken 10 months for the crazy to come out.
Pic: Insert metaphor about growth here Oh my gawd, you guys. Sh*t’s getting real around here. The Little Mister is now a fully fledged ten month old. He’s doing stuff that’s freaking my husband and I out. I’m finding the strangest things coming out of my mouth – stuff I never thought I would ever hear myself say. Everything from the simple stuff… “No, Little Mister – you’re not allowed to stand up in the bath. You’ve gotta sit down, OK.” “No, Little Mister – don’t play with the rubbish bin. It’s all icky!” “No, Little Mister – step back from the television. You’ll get sore eyes.” …to the weird……
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Parenthood is ridiculous.
Pic Look, let me just put it out there: Having a baby is ridiculous. Sometimes it even borders on ridonkulous. Some of the stuff that happens once you have your bundle of joy will just amaze and terrify you (or is it just me?). Some examples? I’ve started talking about myself in the third person. To a baby. Who doesn’t exactly know what I’m on about, seeing as he’s not even three weeks old yet. I refer to myself as “mummy”. I don’t know when this happened to me but it started so naturally that I didn’t even notice the rot had set in until it was too late. “Mummy…