The Toughest Job

It is often said that parenting is the toughest job and at times it can feel that way, but I love my salary of hugs and "I Love You Mum"s.

Be Nice & Do What Ever I Want


I've been having a bit of a rough time at home recently and my 5 year old daughter came into the kitchen to find me sitting on the floor with my head between my knees trying to catch my breath.

She put her arms around my head and said "Mummy, please will you be nice to me and do what ever I want".

I replied that I always try to be nice to her, and doing what ever some one wants isn't always the right thing to do, so it would depend. I asked her what was it that she wanted me to do.

She answered "I want you to find your happiness inside and have fun again. Can you do that for me?"

It was all I could do not to cry as I nodded my head and said "Yes Beth, I can try and do that for you"

Posted by at Wednesday, February 02, 2011 6:29 AM

Gooseberry Jelly


Beth - "What's that?"

Me - "Gooseberry Jelly. It's like jam but without any bits in it."

Beth - "Can I try some please?"

Me - "Sure"

Beth (whilst pulling a funny face) - "Hm".

Me - "What's wrong?"

Beth - "It's a bit similar."

Me - "A bit similar to what?"

Beth (sounding exasperated) - "To the gooseberries!"

Posted by at Wednesday, July 21, 2010 12:04 PM

Mealtime confusion


I found my 4 year old daughter using a bar stool to climb up to the kitchen cupboards. When I asked her what she was doing she said "I'm getting breakfast for my lunch".

How many times?...


The littlest one (16 months old) was 'helping' me to hang up the laundry on the indoor airer. I was once again saying "No Millie. Put the laundry ON the airer." When my 4 year old daughter stuck her hand on her hip and piped up "Now Millie, how many times does your mother have to tell you....?" :-)

What A Nasty Trip.


Little one was running from the dining room into the lounge and tripped over a toy that she had left on the floor.

Daddy was on hand to give her cuddles and a kiss, so he asked her "Where did you hurt yourself?".

She points to the archway between the two rooms and sobs "over there".

The Kids Weren't There


Daddy was in the kitchen emptying the dishwasher and Carrie was watching what he was doing.

"Do you remember when I was working for the council in Africa..." says Daddy.

Carrie stands with head tilted to one side and hand on hip (dunno where she gets that from :)) "Of course not Daddy. I wasn't there was I?"

Oh gawd, I wish I has a quid for all the times I felt like saying that. PMSL. :D

Daddy's Gone!!!


My four year old came into the kitchen "Everybody shush. Daddy has gone". I asked "Gone where?". She replied "to get a piece of quiet!"



My 4 year old has been watching Happy Feet on DVD with her big sister. It's obvious that one of the older girls has decided to teach her to tap dance.

"Look Mummy", she says, "I can dance like a penguin. Toe. Heel. Toe. Heel. Toe. Heel. Shovel."

I suspect the shovel must be needed because of all the ice. It must be a bit slippery to 'shuffle' on!

Human Beans


The children were sitting aroudn the dining room table eating their dinner and I could here my 4 year old starting to get a little agitated. It definitely sounded like an argument was ensuing.

I wandered into the doorway to hear Beth shouting "no we're not. We're not beans". I asked her what the problem was.

"We're peas" she said, "Human peas". "Oh Beth hunny" I replied, "we're human *beings*."

Obviously this was not the correct answer! "No Mummy. Human Beans are grown ups, us little people are human *peas*"

The Best Mum In The Whole...


My 4 year old daughter came down to me this morning and said "Hi Mum. Do you know, you're the best Mum I ever had... In the WHOLE house."

Wow - I'm honoured, but can't help but wonder who her Mum is outside the house!. Hmmmm.....

Well, that should speed the internet up!


"Mum. I was just thinking... You know how the computer down here is really slow. What if we download the internet onto the computer in my room and then I can play everything up there, only faster!"



B - "I don't want my dinner"

L - "Why not?"

B - "Because I just said goodbye to my potato"

L - "Well, maybe you should say hello to your potato and reacquaint yourself with it and eat it all up"

B - "Okay then. Then maybe I will kill my potato."

L - "So why don't you kill it by eating it all up?"

B - "That's a good idea"

Thank Goodness For School!


I have to say that after my experience at the weekend I am so grateful that my mother decided to send me to school after all.

She came to visit and had a little Dora The Explorer Toy 'Laptop' for Beth. They sat next to each other on the sofa and Mum was helping Beth operate the game.

"Can you find the letter one?" I hear my mother say. o_O

Whilst opening crisps.


Beth, my 4 year old daughter, managed to squeeze pop open a packet of crisps. The first time she's ever managed to do that.

"Wow, I did it! I am a genie us"

A Little Too Much High School Musical!


My 4 year old came into the lounge wearing a very pretty, yellow sun dress. She place her hand on her hip, tipped her head to one side and said "Am I fabulous or what?"

Well, after agreeing that she was indeed fabulous, she went and put some tights and shoes on too - she exclaimed "Now I'm VERY fabulous".

He Hit Me!


Poor little 4 year old ran up to Daddy sobbing "Karl was mean to me".

Daddy - "What did he do?"

4 yo - "He hurt my face"

Daddy - "How?"

4 yo - "He pushed me!"

Daddy - "Now why would he do that?"

4 yo - "Because I was kicking him."

Why, Hellooooo!


When Beth was around 18 months old she was still very much attached to me, and still very much in favour of being breastfed.

One day when I took her 6 year old sister to a ballet competition, Beth went for a trip around the supermarket with Daddy.

Apparently Daddy was not the only person that was spotting all young busty ladies in their low cut summer tops! As Beth spotted one particularly inviting cleavage approaching she announced "Helloooooooo" to it.

Posted by at Thursday, July 23, 2009 11:20 AM

Mummy, You Are Pretty...


I was putting some make-up this morning and my three-year old came into the bedroom. "Oh Mummy, you are pretty. You're pretty just like me".

I think I would have been more flattered if she wasn't covered in chocolate aero at the time (a stolen and half-eaten Mothers Day present! LOL

North - South Divide!


My 3 year old has just started nursery, her teacher is Mrs Jones. Being from the south we pronounce that as "Mrs J-oh-nes" but that isn't how it is usually pronounced around here!

My little girl was most put out at this error on my part and corrected me. "Not J-oh-nes Mummy, Mrs Jawnes"

Posted by at Wednesday, February 18, 2009 11:22 AM

Beth No Fork!


Beth decided that she wanted to have some of Daddy's S'getti for tea. Daddy served some up for her and then asked her if she wanted a fork to eat it with.

"No Daddy. Beth No Fork. No Knife. Beth Use Chomp Sticks"

Posted by at Thursday, September 18, 2008 11:26 AM