Holly Hobbie.

I managed to sneak in a trip to the charity shop today sandwiched between a trip to the park and a mosey along the high street to post some letters and I'm glad I did. I was heading for the linens when LV shouted 'Oh mummy I love this, this is my favourite one', I dreaded to turn and find her lying on the floor holding a glass in the air (not because I'm mad, but because she did this on Saturday). I turned to see her leaning over inspecting a little mug on the shelf, she wasn't touching it (unusual), just inspecting it. It was a sweet little Holly Hobbie mug. So we bagged it, we had to, it was her 'favourite one'!.

xo.

Recycling.

A used golden syrup tin makes a cute little vase! Who knew?!

xo.

We squeezed so much in we nearly got stuck.

We were flying solo today, Rob ventured off down to Wales so LV and I set about on our adventure pretty early, 9am to be precise. First we hit the arts and crafts market, where we managed to pick up these beauties, for a mere £6, we bought 6 dainty plates:

I can't wait to use them. I have hidden them under another pile of plates for now so I don't have to justify why we need more pretty plates to Rob, I think they'll blend in just fine. Then we hung out with some friends in the park until our hunger got too much and we gave in and headed home. LV took the opportunity to snooze whilst I gazed lovingly at my new plates. When LV woke we got our summer gladrags on ready to hit a BBQ at my lovely friend Jo's house.

She loves her Dorothy shoes.

Colour-matching.

Cleaning.

Saying cheese. I don't encourage this.

Me laying an egg. haha not really, LV's first go at photography, not too shabby!

And then it happened....an actual incident. It's not like us to get through a Saturday without any incidents and today was no different. We had the near loss of vision last Saturday, but this incident was worse (and real), I heard those dreaded words 'Mummy I'm stuck'. My response, quite casually 'You're stuck? Where?' I could see the back of her right by me and it just looked like she was playing quietly, but no, LV had stuck her whole arm down a tube, a fixture to an outdoor sand play station and it was genuinely stuck. Her hand came out the bottom and the tube (a hard plastic) encapsulated her entire forearm  and it was not going anywhere...I panicked, staying calm is not my forte, my first thought was 'amputation'. Not by me, I wasn't going to cut her arm off, but it did cross my mind we may need drastic action, luckily (not for LV it must have felt like a horrid Chinese burn) I managed to twist it off. phew...another incident to tick off the list.

xo.



A homemade bow.

I told LV I'd make her a bow for her hair, I committed, so there was no option other than to deliver. I'm attending a course at the moment which promises to support me in becoming 'highly effective', I'm a bit sceptical, but I thought that the least I could do in an attempt to be a highly effective person was to deliver on a promise I'd made to the little lamb. It's a step in the right direction anyway. It didn't take long, it's quite sweet and I think she'll really love it. I feel a bit saintly that I've done something other than collapse in front of the TV tonight. I might even go as far as to say that I've been productive, oh my what have I become.....highly effective? Maybe. I've got two days left so we'll see.



I can't work out how to get this image to be landscape....I'm not as effective as I'd hoped.

xo.



A bob and an incident...nearly.

It was LV's first proper trip to the hairdressers today, it was a bit stressful as the hairdresser felt it appropriate to treat LV like an adult suggesting LV lean her head to the left, then the right etc...LV stared blankly I mean I think she's pretty bright but we're not quite at knowing our left from our right side yet!We got through it and she came out of the salon with a sassy new bob...cute.

The incident occurred after the haircut whilst walking to the park, suddenly LV started shouting 'I can't see, I can't see' panic stricken I got down to her level like a whippet to see that thankfully she hadn't suddenly gone blind, she had simply closed her eyes. Phew, panic over. Our time in the park was pretty uneventful we had fun in the sandpit followed by an ice cream before LV decided a snooze was in order which allowed the husband and I to enjoy a leisurely celebratory lunch.

 Celebratory because the lovely husband has been offered a new job, horay! A permanent job, that's close to home, a promotion and with a fabulous company...well done Rob!! We're both very proud of you.

xo.

Say what LV?

LV has started to call me all sorts of names, mostly nice names, but it's not ideal. My main concern is with a name that she has picked up from the lovely man that cleans our windows, Derick. Whenever we see Derick he refers to LV as 'chick, chick', it's quite sweet, but LV has really picked up on this and loves it, so I'm now 'mummy chick chick'.

Examples of where this has been used:

Morning
LV: 'I'm awake mummy chick chick'

Dropping off at nursery
LV: 'Bye, love you mummy chick chick'

At bedtime
Me: 'Right then little one it's time for bed'
LV: 'Uhhh no thanks mummy chick chick'.

Haaaaaaa. It's a phase and I know it'll pass, last week I was 'poppet'!

xo.

The Big Day.

Just a taster....

I love them.xo