And so. Happy 18 months to my sweet, funny, already-geeky girl, Isla Madelyn. This afternoon, I found myself sitting with a bag of ice on my foot. The kid throws a mean sippy-cup. And then she came up and stole a piece of ice for her teeth. Sharing is caring. Here she is inspecting some of her Christmas haul. Complete with Christmas penguin deely-boopers. And here she is decorating her Daddy’s beard. Hope you’ve all had a great few days,…
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The Hallowe'en Special
31st October 2014Hallowe’en and teething has arrived at our house. Isla is just over 4 months. For her current trick, she grabs both her cheeks a la The Scream. Makes me laugh and cry all at once. Neil/Daddy carved a penguin for the monkey/pumpkin. It looked like this: We like books and penguins. And Penguin Books. We carved because we love. And this is Isla: She was thoroughly impressed with her outfit. Honest.…
And so, last weekend I started a healthy eating kick. For me, this meant leaving the lettuce and onions and one or two peppers on Saturday’s burger, and not having sour sweets while watching Tin Tin at the cinema. I took fruit-bars to work and came home to rice-cakes and grapes. I may have asked Sarge to boil spinach pasta and then left the tomato chucks in the sauce. I was doing pretty well. And then Thursday happened. I’ve told…
Tuesday 28th December 2010 We say we’ll be on the road by 10.00. It is noon before we set off. I am wedged in the backseat between some bags, two tires and Sarge. By 3.00, I have lost feeling in my ass. I find it again when twisting to take photos through the windows. My father has never been good at time-keeping. The fact that he has his own time zone is part of his charm. We always get where…
We went back to Glasgow last weekend to help Dad and Anne decorate their tree and see some friends. The younger-than-us people sitting across from us on the train thought we were Mormon, because of Sarge’s beard. We figured they meant Amish, but further figured they were too drunk to compare and contrast. We arrived in Glasgow laughing and cold, with some doughnuts to test on my people. The second batch looked more like doughnuts. So much more that Sarge…
