tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-318144062024-03-13T04:52:59.339+00:00Help! Where's The Map?My journey from being clueless, to uni, to motherhood and all the good (and not so good) bits inbetween.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.comBlogger561125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-17451844861522555942018-10-25T23:55:00.000+00:002018-10-25T23:55:00.291+00:00Funny IzzyWell Izzy is now three. She is a happy little thing. She loves her teddies and like her Aunt Col her bed is full up and there is hardy any room for her. Her favourite is rabbit who despite being loved the most is the one who always gets lost. Last night we when to Lincoln she dropped him and we had a mad hunt round. Fortunately, some one had kindly placed him on the side of a wall to be picked up. As well as teddies, she likes her dolls and taking all the furniture out of the dolls house to have a party.<br />
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She also say eyebulbs for eyes and her favourite food is sausages.<br />
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Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-48542467984570923202018-05-07T20:04:00.000+00:002018-05-07T20:04:48.965+00:00Funny IzzyJust to set the scene.<br />
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Izzy in the garden, holding rabbit teddy. A real rabbit is hopping in the garden.<br />
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Me: Iz, look there is the rabbit. (Pointing to rabbit on the grass)<br />
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(Iz looks at rabbit).<br />
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Me: It looks like your rabbit.<br />
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Iz: (looks confused).<br />
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Me: Like the rabbit in your hand.<br />
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Iz: (looks in the empty hand).<br />
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Me: No, the rabbit in other hand.<br />
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Iz: (Swaps rabbit over to the empty hand, then looks in the now empty hand for a rabbit).<br />
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Me: (gives up).<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-39795839579311835552018-05-06T19:56:00.001+00:002018-05-06T19:56:16.494+00:00James' first filmUsing a Stop Start app, James, with a little help from me, has make a Minerrant animation.<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-32193633431889924682018-05-01T18:24:00.003+00:002018-05-01T18:24:59.353+00:00Happy Birthday PennyLast Friday was Penny's 5th birthday. Wow, was she excited. Since Christmas she has been asking if it is her birthday yet. Well it finally happened and....... she slept in.<br />
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She has lots of lovely presents and cards. Seesaw, lots of unicorn stuff, craft stuff, Shimmer outfit, scooter and horse riding lessons. Grandad and Grandma came for birthday tea.<br />
Saturday was party day. The theme being rainbows and unicorns. Grandma, Nanny, Grandad, Aunt Katie and Aunt Col visited. As well as lots of her friends. We had pass the parcel, pinata to bash and musical bumps. She had a fantastic time.<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-33982831889594867992018-04-15T14:11:00.001+00:002018-04-15T14:11:08.248+00:00Sunshine at lastFor the last two days the weather has been fairly warm and sunny, yay. We have managed to mow the lawn. The kids have been pulling out alloyds the garden toys. Izzy, my little outdoorsy person, is loving it. I have managed to get to the allotment, once all of us. Joh no dug a big patch over and I weeded the strawberries. The this afternoon on my own. I managed to dig a little patch. Penny and Izzy planned a some lettuce, leeks, edible flowers runner beans and chives in some pots.<br />
Feeling a lot more active in this weather, might not tomorrow after all the digging though.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-82293555815610347142018-04-14T21:27:00.001+00:002018-04-14T21:27:22.462+00:00SocksBought Penny new socks with laughing lemons on then. She was putting them on in the caravan.<br />
"The lemons are laughing. They are making me laugh. The lemon eye are closed as they are laughing so much. They are making me laugh."<br />
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She is so odd. She also pronounces laugh like a posh southern.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-9959047145758786152018-04-14T21:24:00.000+00:002018-04-14T21:24:13.827+00:00BeamishI love it here, I wish it was closer to us. Beamish is an open air museum. It is set out like different areas, representing different time periods. The town is Edwardian, complete with sweet shop, bakery, bike shop, pub, dentist, haberdashery, grocers and lot of others. People are milling round dressed up and 100 year old trams, busses, bikes and cars are driving round. The place is amazing.<br />
There is also a train station with a steam train. James loved standing on the bridge and catching the train smoke. I think he would have stayed there all day. His nose was black at the end of the day.<br />
There was a few old fashioned rides to go on. Further round a WW2 farm, complete with land girls and animals. A pit village with a mine, school and houses. A hall and waggon way, which we didn't get round to seeing.<br />
While we were there, there was a steam WW1 event. So a recruitment officer put kids through the paces.<br />
We even had the sun shining.<br />
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Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-23952310603471993442018-04-11T22:22:00.000+00:002018-04-11T22:22:56.324+00:00Summer HolidaysLast week we went to Hartlepool for our Summer holiday. Except to was snowing and raining and gale force winds. Apart from that we had a fab time.<br />
We stopped at Crimdon Dene ParkDean site, nice site, but the facilities were small for the amount of people. The kids loved the entertainers, dancing, games and amusements. James was allowed the freedom of going in the arcades on his own or with his friend with his own money (we are beginning to loosen the apron strings).<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-91674372229487315152018-04-01T21:01:00.003+00:002018-04-01T21:01:47.410+00:00Happy Easter<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-19123267733456806022018-03-29T21:14:00.000+00:002018-03-29T21:14:00.268+00:00Lego master piece.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It took a while, but between us we managed to complete the battleship.<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-31003323294143793582018-03-27T21:12:00.002+00:002018-03-27T21:12:59.214+00:00Snow day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A few weeks ago, we were lucky enough to have some snow, enough for the schools to close for 2 days. Yay. Unfortunately, Izzy wasn't able to play as she was poorly with suspected scarlott fever. But a few week later it snowed again and her and Penny were able to make a snowman and go on the sledge.<br />
<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-16302027001060700292018-02-26T21:41:00.001+00:002018-02-26T21:41:36.261+00:00Happy birthday James.Last Tuesday, my lovely little boy turned 7, no longer little. Thankfully he still like cuddles and snuggles up against you on the sofa, enjoys sitting on my knee at any opportunity and insists that I help him with his lego.<br />
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He is no angel, but he can be helpful, funny and charming. He is clever and friendly and a fantastic big brother. We are so luck he is in our family as he brightens it up everyday.<br />
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His birthday party was at home and minecraft themed, cake, balloons, games and lots of friends and food.<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-85352882549308059902018-01-21T22:59:00.004+00:002018-01-21T22:59:54.315+00:00Oh dear, sweeties gone.Sneaky Izzy. Popped her in bed, I went downstairs. I heard her get out of bed and go into our room, the back to her own room. Then her hear her do it again. Few minutes later, she came downstairs. So I popped her back. While hunting for her menagerie of teddies, I put my hand under her pillow only to feel something lump on the inside of the case. When checking it was full of Smarties. She had been sneaking into our room, where there was a tube from Christmas still hanging around and collecting them. Anyway, I let her eat them, snuggled her back in and when back downstairs, with the smarties . Minutes later, I hear the patter of feet going to our room and a sad voice saying"Oh dear, sweeties gone." Then off she goes to sleep.<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-21629388569993355802018-01-03T20:18:00.003+00:002018-01-03T20:18:46.660+00:00Christmas 2018Penny was up at 3.45am luckily there was a slight nod to the fact Santa had been (she didn't bring her stocking in) then snuggle sleepily in between us. Which meant I go no sleep for the rest of the night.<div>
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They woke Izzy at 7 to open hers. She has yet to understand the Father Christmas leaves presents but she certainly know who Father Christmas is. </div>
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Then flying downstairs to a mass of presents. </div>
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James - Nexo lego, Minecraft toys and books and a tablet.</div>
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Penny - large Barbie house, mermaid and fancy dress.</div>
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Izzy - Ice cream cart, Peppa pig and robots.</div>
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Mummy - coffee machine, handbag and gin.</div>
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Daddy - London trip, blanket and books</div>
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Katie and Rod went home and we headed for Christmas dinner at the Red Lion. It was yummy. Poor Grandad didn't get a look in at his cheese board though.</div>
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Afternoon more presents and games. </div>
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Boxing day we headed to John dads. For tea and more gifts. Then John mums on the 28th. FoLlowes by a party on New Years day with Hol and Vic and families. Lastly Col and Marley. </div>
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Now the decorations are away and the last of the food is being munched. Today the kids and me went back to school. It is all over too quickly. </div>
Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-59197849392085459842017-12-21T00:56:00.004+00:002017-12-21T00:56:50.222+00:00Christmas pastWhen I was little one of the best bits of Christmas was seeing the huge (there was three of us) pile of presents that Father Christmas had left us. We also had a huge stocking or in our case pillow case which had PJs, slippers, books and our new Christmas day clothes in.<br />
Morning was normally an early start with my more excitable sister waking us up with a cry of "Santa been" Sometimes I would wake up briefly in the night and feel the weight of the stocking on my toes then snuggle back to sleep knowing he had been. One year much to my sisters horror I slept until 9.00 and she had to wait down stairs with the gifts not allowed to open them untill I emerged.<br />
Around 4ish Col wold wake, yellow, go to Mum and Dads room only to be sent back to bed. Half an hour later she would try again with the same results by 5.30 Mum and dad would have given up on trying to sleep and say that she can open her stocking. At this point Katie and I would get up (no heating in our house so never go out of bed too soon) and we would all go into their bed and squish in. Pillowcases would soon be unwrapped. Dad would let mum out one of his gifts. Mum would then get up and lit the fire and put the oven on. We would probably be sent back to bed for a bit.<br />
Downstairs we would have to wait for everyone to go in together Mum and dad already in the room. As a grown up I not understand that this was too see our faces when we saw all the presents. They were always bundled high and all three would be m8xed up together so you had to find yours.<br />
We would all out them different. Col would rip the paper off, cast aside the gift and go straight to the next. I would take my time and look at each thinges. I always be the last one to finish. The advantage of this being that the other would look on enviously however, if there was a gift where the others got the same Col would past me the presents and say what was inside until Mum yelled at her to stop.<br />
At lunch family would visit (as we got older we took in turns visiting) and Mum would feed us the proper Christmas dinner. Then it was more presents, this time family once. As I got older this became my favourite part. It was nice seeing people unwrap gift from you. From quite young we alway brought mum and dad a present. One year we was allowed to buy Dads on our own in Woollies. <br />
Then tea would be cold meat and salad the best bit being the seafood platter. After that board games until late.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-4261207271922723282017-12-20T23:31:00.002+00:002017-12-20T23:31:35.419+00:00Christmas it nearly here<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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The kids are now off school and a mixture of chaos and illness has entered the house. Poor Penny missed her school pantof and play due to tummy bug and her dreadful cough. Izzy now has it and my clothes has a constant slimy trail along them.<br />
The kids are bouncing off the walls, but luckily they are eager to help around the house. They all like dusting, hoovering and baking.<br />
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We have an activity advent calender, everyday a different Christmas craft or activity, though if I'm feeling a little lazy I do pop a sweet in. So far we have vi sited reindeer, Father Christmas, made a Christmas cake and decorated it, made gingerbread men, did a treasure hunt, saw the light switch on, grew crystal Christmas tree, made fudge, made and painted tree decorations and door hangers. Still a few things to go. Including making reindeer food, hot chocolate gifts and the all important gingerbread house.<br />
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They say thing come in threes. Well our heating has gone just when the snow hit, the washing machine packed up, then we has problems with Currys replacing the new one which arrived damaged. The car is also playing up and I never know if it will start or if it will have heating. Brrrrr<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-27126641689927640412017-12-07T00:28:00.000+00:002017-12-07T00:28:01.408+00:00Deciphering Sometimes my children seem to speak a different language and it some working out what they are on about.<br />
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Was asking Penny about her day and she said she had been "singing to the Grandmas. Grandma there, Grandma there (pointing) Grandma there, in the nut place" etc. Couldn't work it out. Turns out she had visited Chestnut Street care home and sang.<br />
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It is minecraft jargon, @ps, command blocks, super speed potions etc<br />
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Random gippering with the odd word thrown in. Even harder when she is upset and crying to work it out.<br />
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<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-67502026144113696412017-12-04T21:32:00.001+00:002017-12-04T21:32:23.347+00:00Proud of PennyPenny got star of the week last week. I know that by the end of the year every child will get it for something, but is it is absolutely fab that she has got it. She received for reading and phonics. It is amazing how quickly she has progressed since September. She is now spelling and reading basic words. One of her favourite games at the moment is to play teacher, so she must be enjoying school.<br />
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In other news James has his first wobbly tooth. With the amount of apples he is eating at the moment it will soon be out.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-37283332658625116732017-11-05T19:19:00.000+00:002017-11-05T19:19:11.708+00:00Cbeebies Panto Fun.We are not in a Christmassy mood, thanks to a trip to see Cbeebies Panto. I was lucky enough to get tickets from the lottery draw. 376,000 people applied for tickets. So we were thrilled to get to see it last Saturday.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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It was an early start as we gphad to travel to Leicester. We also had to wear our party dress and Christmas jumpers. Only mishap was we forgot the kids coat and had to buy Penny.a new one. We thought we were looking at a morning of queuing, but thankful they were well organised and we waited only 40mins before we were issused with ticket and seat numbers. After that we wandered around the Snow Queen themed activites that Cbeebies had put on. </div>
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There were people dressed up in strange and odd costumes. Penny was a little shy to begin with, it was all a little too different for her. We did a treasure hunt and collected letters to win a prize of a swashbuckler set. A quick stop of popcorn, lunch and a coffee for me and Col, then we made crowns and headed outside. Outside was a snow storm, which my lot loved. We all had a go at ice skating for the first time. Starting very carefully using the penguins to balance. Marley quickly skating off, having no fear of tumbling down. James and Penny also ditched the penguin to have a go on their own. It was loved by all of them. They had a go in the circus hut, juggling, hoops, spinning plates and diablos.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Then it was back to the theatre for the show. It was great. We saw lots of our favourite characters, including Mr. Tumble and silly Cook and Lime. We were taught a song and the actions and joined in during the preformance. The kids loved it. We are all hoping to spot ourselves on telly when it is shown at Christmas. </div>
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Afterwards we braved going to a Vietnamese restaurant. The kids got to eat with chopstic,s with Penny thought was great. She has taken some to show her teacher. </div>
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Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-3201186070426494412017-10-30T22:35:00.001+00:002017-10-30T22:35:09.264+00:00October Half TermSo much for a quiet week, chilling out.<br />
We have been to Wheelgate park for a Halloween treat, rides and play. Followed by bowling with Grandma Janet. James won. We have made halloween pumpkins. Visited Holly and Beth for a play. Been to Whisby nature walk and picnic with Marley and Col. Penny has been horse riding and James has been experimenting.<br />
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Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-63341650057933336992017-10-28T18:52:00.001+00:002017-10-28T18:52:03.827+00:00Gluten Free, lactose Free, Chocolate brownies.As chocolate brownies go these are one of the best recipies I've tried, normal and gluten free. These are my go to treat for Penny and I often pop one in my handbag for her if we are out and I think there won't be a sweet option for her.<br />
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Melt 75g of the chocolate and leave to cool.<br />
Whisk the eggs and sugar until it has double in volume and pale looking.<br />
Fold the cooled chocolate into egg/sugar mix.<br />
Sieve in flour and choco powder and fold in.<br />
Put into a lined and greased tin.<br />
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2 days ago I got an Email stating that we hadn't been unsuccessful in getting tickets of the Cbeeies panto production. Not really suprising as masses of families apply. This year was the first time we have entered the draw for ourselves, normally we enter on behalf of my sister and have no luck.<br />
However, last night I get another Email saying we have won 5 tickets, yay go us.<br />
The panto is at Leicester and is the Snow Queen, right up Penny's street. The only sticking point is what to do about Izzy. The show states that it is recommended for over 4s, due to mild peril. Also, it is a long day of hanging about. You have to queue to get a wristband because you are no guaranteed a seat in the theatre. Then you have to queue to get a seat as you are not issued with a seat number. No sure it will be a fun filled day for Iz.<br />
So excited.<br />
<br />Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-27141905421449392722017-10-19T20:16:00.000+00:002017-10-19T20:16:45.024+00:004 reason why I hate toy advent calenders.I love, love LOVE the run up to Christmas. The lights, the sparkle, the gorgeous smells and being able to wear boots.<br />
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One thing I absolutely hate is the toy advent calender. The chocolates are bad enough. Last year we left it too late to get a dairy free advent calender for Penny (not made that mistake this year, one is already tucked away) so we improvised, using a paper picture one and giving her some Haibo every morning. Was this good enough, no, no and no. We had tears and tantrums until one morning I hid it until she sorted herself out. James on the other day lived and breathed for that tiny, chocolately goodie. Every morning instead of bursting in our room with kisses and a cuddle it was 'can I have my advent calender'. Grrrr<br />
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Which bring me to toy advent calenders and why I hate them.<br />
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1. It is just greed, greed, greed. I'm sure the same thing was said about chocolate one when they first cames out, but compare £1 chocolate to £20. It a huge different especially with three little darlings to buy for.<br />
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2. The toys are crap. The lego ones consists of a few brick that you have to guess ehat they vaguely look like. You know you will be sweeping them up with the wrapping paper come boxing day.<br />
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3. Once again, greed. My lot get enough stuff at Christmas. Yes, they get presents from Santa, Grannies, cousins and next door (they are super lucky). They also get parties, Santa trips, panto trips, Christmas days out.<br />
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4. They are everywhere, at some point my kids will twig (especially now James can read) what they are and ask for one. I will put my foot down.<br />
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I have also mentioned that the family advent calender won't happen this year as it is too much for three children. This is a fabric one, most of the time it contains things like, make gingerbread men or house, make reindeer food, make cards, decorate the tree, party games, visit to Santa. Stuff we do anyway, sometimes there maybe a lolly in there or a chocolate. We alternate it sometimes with the children. It worked last year but though it would be too much this year with three of them. James was disappointed and saud the best thing was making the gingerbread house. So looks like we are doing that again.<br />
Beaver are doing a reverse advent calender, ever session we take a some food and near Christmas it gets given the food bank. I like this idea, except I keep forgetting yo take stuff in.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-12705476856173043592017-10-19T13:58:00.000+00:002017-10-19T13:58:05.633+00:00Gluten free, dairy free Apple blackberry crumble.Penny tummy seems to be playing up. So we have tigthened up the gluten free diet to compensate for the few times she does have gluten at school. She is also lactose intolerant.<br />
As James had picked a bag of apples at Stick Grandmas house, I spend time this afternoon making an apple and blackberry crumble.<br />
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I never have much success in crumbles where the crumble cooks on top of the fruit, so in my recipe you cook the crumble on a baking tray, it goes more biscuity than crumble.<br />
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Apple and blackberry crumble.<br />
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Crumble<br />
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120g gluten free plain flour<br />
120g dairy free butter<br />
60g brown sugar<br />
60g caster sugar<br />
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Crumble the flour and butter until it looks like breadcrumbs (this can be tricky as I used dairy free marg and it was very soft, so some of it went into doughy lumps. Don't worry it will be fine). Mix in the sugars. Place on a baking tray and bake for 10mins at 180. Take out and break down the bigger lumps with a fork. Bake for a further 5mins or until brown.<br />
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Cup apples into slices, place in the pan with 5tbsp water, 1tsp cinnamon, 1/2 tsp ginger and 1/2tsp nutmeg and 2tbsp lemon juice.<br />
Cook gently until soft, add blackberrys.<br />
Drain the liquid, place the fruit in a dish and add about 3tbsp of the liquid.<br />
Put the crumble onto.<br />
Place in the over for 20mins or until liquid is bubbling.<br />
Serve.<br />
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I would freeze the crumble made up. You can freeze the cooked fruit. The crumble topping will keep for about a week in an air tight container.<br />
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PS the picture is only a small dish, only a few of us like it so I tend to make a small one for us and Stick Grandma, then make one up later in the week.Samhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09391233392889817467noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31814406.post-64256223283860145892017-10-18T22:17:00.000+00:002017-10-18T22:17:11.788+00:00Our little girl is 2.Happy birthday to our youngest, Izzy.<br />
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You are such a sweetie. Easy going, happy, contented little thing.<br />
You coming running to me, when I've finished work with the biggest hug, smile and kiss.<br />
If I go out of the door to a different room for 5mins, when I come back you great me like you have seen me in ages.<br />
You play happily on your own and with your big brother and sister.<br />
When we pick James and Penny up to school you run to them, like a slow mo love scene in a film, eending in a gigantic hug and kiss, especially from James.<br />
You are into everything, drawers, climbing.<br />
You copy Penny like a hero worshipper, you are very luck that most of the time Penny will play with you and is happy to drag you around with her.<br />
I love listening to you and Penny talk in the mornings, even though you have limited speech, Penny seems to know exactly what you are saying and responds back, both chatting away.<br />
You are starting to comft people when they are sad. You pass Dolly to Penny when she is upset and stroke people gently.<br />
You can count up to 10 impressing everyone around you and say please and thank you.<br />
You find new things fascinating, whether it is a spider, fly, leave, stone, broken car wheel or the bin. You say a soft "wow" and investigate.<br />
You are my darling and I love you more than ever, I'm looking forward to watching you explore the world around you, growing and learning and finding your way.<br />
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Happy birthday.<br />
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