Now does he look like trouble on a butty or what?
Actually, do you say butty in America? In fact does anyone say butty outside Liverpool?
So I shall re-phrase that question: does my little Finley look like trouble on a sandwich to you, or do you have to know him to appreciate the full extent of his cheeky charm?
We’ve been in the house all day long. It’s raining and all good mummies know the only thing to do when the heavens are open is to make a plaid
I sometimes feel like I am going a bit mental. Being a Mommy is occasionally difficult because there are days when there are a million and one other things I would rather be doing than trying to build an Andy Pandy block tower, or zooming a teeny tiny car around the dining room floor. I don’t know whether you are going to think me appalling when I say this, but I sometimes find my scrumptious little son a teeny bit boring.
Oh, God I’m a bad person aren’t I?
Today when Finley had finally had enough of wiping his snotty little button nose all over my black jumper and had laughed himself silly at my truly awful impression of a dancing cow, he asked (asked!) me to put him down for a nap, (Could he have been a teeny bit bored with his Mummy??) and I escaped to the haven that is my kitchen- In his absence I whisked up a vat of pea and mint soup, a scrumptious, delicious tomato loaf, some brown paper muffins and because I love him to bits, some itty bitty little gingerbread men for Finn…
By the time he was awake I was feeling like a rather demented version of Nigella Lawson (Yes, I sometimes pretend I am hosting a cookery show while I whisk!), without a host of glamorous guests for dinner, so instead I poured Finley an apple juice, made myself a strong coffee (all the better to see me through to bathtime!) and sat down to watch Finley’s ludicrously silly, favourite programme- My Parents Are Aliens, because while he doesn’t understand the storyline, rather scarily he seems to appreciate the sentiment…
oh my Alison, how you make me laugh. Gee as mums we have to be able to complain about our kids sometimes. Wait til he is a teenager :)You sound like me in the kitchen.. I am whisking away to the sounds of Edith Piaf , thinking I am in a French farmhouse somewhere in Bordeaux…not so.
as to the butties. my grandpa was English so I grew up with lots of English terms and a friend is from England as well and all she talks about is hot chips on a buttered buttie..
oh my Alison, how you make me laugh. Gee as mums we have to be able to complain about our kids sometimes. Wait til he is a teenager 🙂
You sound like me in the kitchen.. I am whisking away to the sounds of Edith Piaf , thinking I am in a French farmhouse somewhere in Bordeaux…not so.
as to the butties. my grandpa was English so I grew up with lots of English terms and a friend is from England as well and all she talks about is hot chips on a buttered buttie..
Definitely ! trouble on a buttie !! Just wanna gobble him up, because he is too cute !Thanks for the laugh Alison…
p.s. Married to an Englishman I'm up on all the quirky words…just love them.
Definitely ! trouble on a buttie !! Just wanna gobble him up, because he is too cute !
Thanks for the laugh Alison…
p.s. Married to an Englishman I'm up on all the quirky words…just love them.
oh my gosh! I just wanna squeeze his cheeks:) and kissy face him!!!!!! ADORABLE! and alison can I come to your place for yummys? You made my mouth wata! We've all been exactly where you are and no it does not make you a bad person! NO WAY! It's just so boring sometimes but they do get older and it usually happens sooner then later, so enjoy that leetle pumpkin as much as you can:) Amy
oh my gosh! I just wanna squeeze his cheeks:) and kissy face him!!!!!! ADORABLE! and alison can I come to your place for yummys? You made my mouth wata! We've all been exactly where you are and no it does not make you a bad person! NO WAY! It's just so boring sometimes but they do get older and it usually happens sooner then later, so enjoy that leetle pumpkin as much as you can:) Amy
He is such a cutie!I love my kiddies, but there are definitely days when I want to tear my hair out with boredom! It's just life with small children. Other days I can't wait to play all day, although I think good weather helps. Here's hoping it's going to be a lovely, long, hot summer!
He is such a cutie!
I love my kiddies, but there are definitely days when I want to tear my hair out with boredom! It's just life with small children. Other days I can't wait to play all day, although I think good weather helps. Here's hoping it's going to be a lovely, long, hot summer!