Yummy Mummy

Well we had our summer holidays, small thatched cottage near a pooh stick bridge and a short drive to swanage and lulworth cove. Was nice, even the bit where we tried to cook live lobsters with little one Sr hiding under the table screaming - well actually that was a bit wrong but what can you do.

I am really looking forward to little one Sr starting school, not just because it is a milestone and because he will look so sweet in his little uniform but because he is driving me mad.
In the last 15 minutes we have had:-
"Mum, look! You can go down the stairs head first and still have teeth"
"Why do you lie about crisps"
"Steam means hot - I don't want my food to be hot"
"My food is cold, I don't want my food to be cold"
"AAAAAARGH"
"Why does he get strawberries"
"I don't want any strawberries now"
"I don't like that banana, can i open another one"

through a chink in the skirting is a parallel universe where I wear Cath Kidston and my house smells of fresh baking. This is my kitchen:-



I have actually been productive today, one swimming lesson, two playdates, lunch for six and everything sorted for the evening meal - just need to bath the little ones and then make a fancy dress costume and a lot of biscuits for camping at the weekend. Just thinking about it makes me want to drink wine and have a fag but you can't sew like that so I best crack on with it all.

Thinking about Davids last summer by Pulp - that time of year again. Can't find it on Youtube - bugger!