Someone once said “The kitchen is the heart of any home” and that’s certainly true of ours. I think with farms, that’s generally true across the board…definitely in all the farm houses of my friends and relations I’ve ever visited….
Sharing our outdoor fun one weekend with friends, and activities in the sunshine
I’m big on saving. I think it stems from my childhood, when my mum brought us up on her own after my dad died. She was always careful with money, and ensured we had savings accounts that were used specifically…
Whenever we’re in the car, we always end up talking about something that generally leads into a bizarre conversation. I guess that’s toddler conversations for you. The other day, Black Eyed Peas ‘I Got a Feeling’ came on the radio….
We’re so lucky being on the farm, as it means that even if we can’t get further afield (no pun intended!), there’s still plenty of space for the children to play outside. Being farm children, there’s not really any excuse…
Families can be really hard work. You can have great relations, where all family interaction seems really easy. Or family members you rarely see, and some that are really hard work. My mum was great as she would religiously phone her…
N’s always loved being with his dad, but previously has been a bit young to worry about his dad working late and not being around at tea. But now, he’s turned into a bit of a Daddy’s boy; he always…
I’m always amused by the discussions that N and his dad have. They always seem very different to those I have with him. I dread to think what they might turn out like by the time N’s older and supposedly…
What is it with children and keys? When they’re babies, keys are shiny, mirrors, and noisy. A distraction from teething, crying, chewing. Something to hold and tug on instead of jewellery. N wasn’t really given keys to play with at…
Children are noisy. I know that, you know that. It’s something you expect. Thankfully N isn’t one of those children who talks AT TOP VOLUME ALL THE TIME. I think that would drive me mad. How teachers cope, I have…
N seems to like stripping off. He’s forever removing his top (pjs or t shirt, he’s not bothered, but he does like to snuggle under blankets without a top on) and quite often the trousers come off too. What he’s…
