Creative Baba

Creative Baba

Yesterday Baba and I had a great day. We got lots of things out that he got for Christmas and he had a really creative day. We got out his new paints, and I was really impressed how well he painted. He mixed colours together 

Sickness, Well Again, Sick Again

Sickness, Well Again, Sick Again

So I am assuming Baba has a bug, but I am a little confused if I am honest. He was sick on Thursday and was quite poorly throughout the day, Friday he seemed fine. He was perky and playing, and he wanted to go out 

How A Day Changes!

How A Day Changes!

Right now I should be sat in an audience with my mum, my dad, my best friend and a video camera feeling the proudest mum in the world and recording everything for Mr L to be the proudest dad in the world, watching Baba being 

You Think You Have It Cracked….

You Think You Have It Cracked….

This was the statement that Mr L said to me today after the umpteenth time that we had to tell Baba off about something. “You think you have it cracked, and then you realise it’s all tits up” That is what we were both thinking. 

Baba’s Imagination!

Baba’s Imagination!

Baba is finally better, although if he is asked then a very impressive cough starts and he tells you he is still poorly. Drama King comes to mind there, bless him. He has been better for the last few days, and we have been chilling 

Hospitals, Hospitals, and Some More Hospitals

Hospitals, Hospitals, and Some More Hospitals

So Baba didn’t get any better over the weekend, in fact Saturday night at 8.45pm we were on route to the local A and E. As his temperature was not going down, even with medicine and he hadn’t lost his croup all day. Which usually 

And Off We Go Again

And Off We Go Again

Yesterday Mr L went to the dentist, he had a filling and he was in agony for the rest of the day, when night-time hit the only place that he could sleep comfortably was on the sofa as his head was so high up that 

Sitting here…

Sitting here…

So we are sitting in the car waiting for Mr L to take his exam for work and I have finally worked out how to blog on the phone. Look at me woohoo! Baba is asleep and I have decided to just leave him. He 

Baba’s Birthday

Baba’s Birthday

Me: “Did you enjoy your party?” Baba: “Yes, the best bit was my presents and my friends” What more does a three-year old want! Baba had a great party, this is the first time he has got so excited that he actually could not control 

A Letter To My 3 Year Old

A Letter To My 3 Year Old

Today you are three, where has that time gone? I could go on about the fact that I can remember vividly the day you were born, but you know what I am your mummy I am always going to remember vividly the day you were