J has worked out that she hasn’t got to stay in her bed. She knows we’d like her to stay in it but if she stands up and walks around she looks at us as if to say, "Really what are you going to do about it - put me to bed early? Mwhahaha." It seems that lately, seeing what we're going to do about it is part of the fun. She’s calling our bluff. The other day I walked into J's room, assuming she'd be asleep as she had been quiet for ages, and she was stood in the middle of her room wearing a life jacket and holding a slightly deflated dingy under her arm.
J has become a mixture of ever more charming and increasingly more insulting as she has learned to speak. We go from being offered cups of tea to being pointed at naked while she cackles. J's topics of conversation are often far from ideal for public consumption.
My lovely partner hates the English weather. I am quite a fan of our seasons but he lived in the Australian tropics for nearly 7 years and then moved back to the UK for love. That didn’t work out so he got with me. Just kidding. When I got an email from Jack’s Flight Club … Continue reading Toddler in tow – our mini break in Marrakech
My name's Beth, I'm in my 30s and my baby was born in September 2015 - not such a baby anymore! Being pregnant and having a child has been very interesting, quite often funny, but occasionally tough for me. Well, they say you either laugh or you cry. There’s been quite a bit of both. Nothing very … Continue reading Me, my blog, my life – the intro.