This is my post for this week’s Writing Workshop. If you click on the Writing Workshop tab at the top of this blog, you’ll see that the few posts I’ve been inspired to write have been sad ones. This isn’t really any different. It seems that I am destined to …
Well, not to buck the trend or anything, here are some pictures of my girls smiling: And here’s something that made my smile today: And a close up: These flowers were sent to me by Interflora, and have been hand-picked to match the colours of the blog. I love getting …
The picture’s just a pretty picture and absolutely nothing to do with the post. If Rosemary wasn’t in bed already, I’d go take a photo of her wardrobe, or get her to dress up in her skeleton costume to illustrate it properly. But, instead I want to show off this …
Little late, but never mind. I love this picture. This is a picture of everyone except Uncle Bobby, the photographer, at our big family Christmas many, many moons ago (no, I can’t actually remember what year, but I think I must have been 13 or 14 maybe). The four redheads …
Rosemary’s always been quite interested in the body – especially bones and skeletons. Last Wednesday, at school, they went to visit the Life Education Bus, where they got to find out about the human body. Apparently, she was answering lots of the questions and very interested. That evening, she interrupted …
Rosemary’s only at school for the mornings for a few weeks, so we’re trying to make sure her afternoons aren’t only filled with DVDs and acrobatics. Eleanor’s still going to my mum’s for the whole school day, so there’s an opportunity for one of us to spend some one-on-one time …
I wrote a bit about Rosemary starting school a couple of days ago. It’s now her third morning there and she’s loving it so far. The teachers provide a summary of what they’ll be doing each week on a Monday, which we think is a great idea. One thing Rosemary …
Rosemary started school on Friday: She enjoyed herself and was pleased with the pictures she drew, but was rather disappointed to not have got homework. When I reminded her that she probably wouldn’t get homework for quite a while, she cried. Definitely my daughter, then. I surprised myself (and others) …
I am constantly amazed at how grown-up Rosemary is becoming – though, as she says ‘Well, I am four now!’ She’ll notice something I’ve left in Eleanor’s reach, or tell me all about the story Chris read her the night before, or recognise and write a bunch of letters, or …
Usually, the living room has a small corner with toys in it. Well, actually, there are usually some on Rosemary’s small table, some on the mantelpiece, some on the sofas… But, this was after an hour or so of Rosemary’s favourite activity at the moment – acrobatics. Mostly this involves …
