It's been a few months since I added to this blog. It's not that there haven't been any Daisy crimes to report, but a crashed laptop, a summer holiday and kids off school for six weeks sure does eat into your free time.
The body art continues unabated. Only this afternoon the girls found all the squeezy paints and redecorated the entire patio, and themselves, in vivid bright colours. This is something they never seem to tire of ... getting naked and re-designing themselves. I keep rushing in to see what all the shrieking is about in the downstairs shower, but it is just them have an absolute whale of a time!
We recently returned from a fab week on the north Kent coast. There is nowhere like good old England if you have the weather ... luckily we did!
Plenty of Blue Flag beaches with clean loos and ice cream shops makes for very happy bunnies. I am not a huge fan of the beach myself and prefer to "potter" in our self catering accommodation whilst Daddy and Grandad enjoy the wet towels, sticky ice-cream and sand EVERYWHERE!
On the odd occasion I do pop down to join them, the girls instantly stop amusing themselves with buckets, spades, inflatibles and newly made pals and want to glom onto me with a never ending list of "Mummy, can I have ..?, Mummy, can I have .? - bit of a busman's holiday then!
I finally found the way to get Dais off me was to give up my pefect spot, my beach chair, hat and sunnies. Asking her if she was OK now she smiled sweetly and said "Happy Now"!
Right, I'll get me coat then ...
Saturday 22 August 2009
Thursday 23 April 2009
What is wrong with this kid?
I am off for a well earned rest tomorrow. A wonderful three day weekend away with my scrapbooking pals, licking and sticking and recording great memories for our families to share. Just what the doctor ordered after the Christmas break, the Snow Days, the February half term and the long Easter holidays ... I'm pooped with it all!
I already have my photos, my patterned paper, ribbons and glues. Just need to pack my clothes and I am off on the open road straight after school drop off. I was upstairs for maybe five minutes selecting comfy clothes when Molly called out that I had to "come quick - Daisy is in your office and has your pen". Nothing new there then.
This is the sight that met my disbelieving eyes ... she is completely covered in thick, black permanent marker pen. Her response? "I am a pirate, girls love pirates, do you love pirates? well give me a cuddle!!"
Guess I need to print out one more photo before I leave then?
Saturday 21 March 2009
A New Invention
You remember that old ad for 2 in 1 shampoo and conditioner - "Why take two bottles into the shower?" Dais has just invented her own new product, and it looks set to revolutionise the beauty industry.
My hobby is scrapbooking, and I find it really relaxing to spend an evening (and sometimes even a weekend) with my scrapping pals, licking and sticking, playing with pretty papers and creating keepsakes and memories for the kids to look back on when they have children of their own. We all have boxes of photos from our own childhood, but couldn't really tell you where we were, when it was, who was in the pictures or what we were doing there. Journalling on the layouts about the little things helps to preserve some of the "moments in time" that can easily become forgotten amidst all the noise of the early parenting years.
For this reason, I have more than my fair share of glues, inks, stamps and all manner of items that Dais can use to redocorate ordinary household items. The discipline is often referred to as "Altered Art" - turning a plain box into a keepsake, redecorating a notebook - you get the idea.
Dais has taken to this form of art with gusto and most of our house has now been "altered". Her current favourite medium are my acrylic dabbers - especially the copper one. She has nearly finished the playroom now.
Anyway, this week's new discovery is a pre-inked stamp in bright pink that can be applied directly to the lip area. The world's first truly "all day lipstick" Clever girl Dais!
My hobby is scrapbooking, and I find it really relaxing to spend an evening (and sometimes even a weekend) with my scrapping pals, licking and sticking, playing with pretty papers and creating keepsakes and memories for the kids to look back on when they have children of their own. We all have boxes of photos from our own childhood, but couldn't really tell you where we were, when it was, who was in the pictures or what we were doing there. Journalling on the layouts about the little things helps to preserve some of the "moments in time" that can easily become forgotten amidst all the noise of the early parenting years.
For this reason, I have more than my fair share of glues, inks, stamps and all manner of items that Dais can use to redocorate ordinary household items. The discipline is often referred to as "Altered Art" - turning a plain box into a keepsake, redecorating a notebook - you get the idea.
Dais has taken to this form of art with gusto and most of our house has now been "altered". Her current favourite medium are my acrylic dabbers - especially the copper one. She has nearly finished the playroom now.
Anyway, this week's new discovery is a pre-inked stamp in bright pink that can be applied directly to the lip area. The world's first truly "all day lipstick" Clever girl Dais!
Saturday 14 March 2009
Feb Snow Dais
It seems like everybody has been off school/work forever this year. Christmas holidays, Snow Days and February half term. Will I ever get back into my normal routine?
I suppose you can't blame the kids for enjoying the huge February snowfall though. It kept them completely amused for days, despite the mountains of extra laundry. Wet hats, coats, gloves, scarves, trousers and socks on every radiator in the house as well as a slightly springy carrot and something suitable to wear for "Mr and Mrs Snow-le-bitz" as they christened the snow men!
Her sister would enjoy the daylight play time, making snowballs and sculptures, but it was not until the sun had set that the Phantom Snow Eater would venture out. When it was really freezing and the thick flakes were falling, Dais was out there eating it all. Tongue out, licking and crunching away until Daddy came home and she could pitch him into one more sledding trip around the garden.
One evening when we were all exhausted, we finally managed to talk her into coming back inside. I told her to kiss Mr and Mrs Snow-le-bitz goodnight and so she asked me to hold her up. I felt my heart melt a little as I knew this would be one of the moments I would probably always remember.
As I held her eye to eye with Mr Snow-le-bitz, she lent in lovingly and, crunch - bit the end off the spongey old carrot. Well, that's one of her five a day taken care of then ...
I suppose you can't blame the kids for enjoying the huge February snowfall though. It kept them completely amused for days, despite the mountains of extra laundry. Wet hats, coats, gloves, scarves, trousers and socks on every radiator in the house as well as a slightly springy carrot and something suitable to wear for "Mr and Mrs Snow-le-bitz" as they christened the snow men!
Her sister would enjoy the daylight play time, making snowballs and sculptures, but it was not until the sun had set that the Phantom Snow Eater would venture out. When it was really freezing and the thick flakes were falling, Dais was out there eating it all. Tongue out, licking and crunching away until Daddy came home and she could pitch him into one more sledding trip around the garden.
One evening when we were all exhausted, we finally managed to talk her into coming back inside. I told her to kiss Mr and Mrs Snow-le-bitz goodnight and so she asked me to hold her up. I felt my heart melt a little as I knew this would be one of the moments I would probably always remember.
As I held her eye to eye with Mr Snow-le-bitz, she lent in lovingly and, crunch - bit the end off the spongey old carrot. Well, that's one of her five a day taken care of then ...
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