Friday, October 20, 2006


Today is Friday, I spent the morning counting down to Pop's nap time. Now she is asleep and I can attempt to relax and then hopefully be pleased to see her when she wakes up. (which i will be, especially as she has now perfected geting up on to her knees and peeping through the cot bars)

Now Pops is crawling I have become the poppy police, "POPPY NO" (don't take the lid of the nappy bucket and bite it. I don't want you to eat that night light. Don't explore the toilet. Mummy's shoes are dirty and I would prefer you bit the teething toy.)

I don't like being the police, "no" doesn't work very often when I say it any more anyway, and therefore I am getting a lot of exercise by frequently scooping my little chicken off the ground. It's surprisingly taxing on the brain to, as I have to look around and think where I can put her down again that wont result in me having to scoop her up again straight away. I can't think of anywhere 9 time out of 10, and decide to sit on the couch with her and let her play with my necklace, my new deterrent, in an attempt to get her to stop pinching my neck.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006


Not the usual way to kiss someone but being grabed by the hair and pulled in to be mouthed, has become one of my favourite kind of kisses.