Where do eggs come from?

'Mummy we get milk from cows' Heather announces.
'Yes' I say pleased.
'Mummy, we get eggs from chicken, don't we?'
'Yes' I agree, that's right.
Pleased that she was on a roll she continues - 'They do a poo and the egg comes out and we eat it.'
Not wanting to have to explain the finer techniques of egg laying I agree with her.
'Mummy,' she says after a pause 'Why doesn't an egg come out when I do a poo?'
At this point I gave up! Answers on a postcard...

Hurrah a dry night!

I had been despairing, Heather, now 4 was still in pull up-s and showing no sign of giving them up. I decided I had to get tough. We bought some delightful bed mats and informed her that no more nappies would be bought for her! We had discovered that the main danger point was first thing in the morning. She takes a few moments to wake up properly and this was resulting in a flood and lots of washing. We have however sorted it now, we pop her on the toilet just before we go to bed and although half asleep she goes and then when she wakes there is not the pressure so she can amble along in her sweet, dazed half asleep way. The smile on her face when she realised that she had achieved her goal was great, and now my little girl is really growing up.
Matthew however is resolutely refusing to contemplate the toiler or potty and thus nappies must remain on the shopping list. Lucy is piling on the weight and the weaning lark is going well, she has escalated to three meals already. She is however refusing to drink anything unless attached to me but I hold out hope that as her range of tastes expand so will her sense of adventure and willingness to come off the boob!

Escapology

We had a wonderful day today, for the first time in about a week the skies were clear and the clouds fluffy, white and candy floss like rather than angry and leaden. So not letting the proverbial grass grow under our feet we met up with some of Heather's school friends in the local park. All the children had a lovely time.

When we came home, wanting to make the most of the weather the kids were out in the garden. Our neighbour's little girl, two weeks older than H duly appeared at the fence and they began their gossiping, catching up on what they had missed in the rain soaked days. Matthew decided to come back in and play with his trains.

'Mummy I am in O's house, look at me' came the cry from the garden. Thinking they were just playing I went out to investigate and lo and behold the child had escaped the confines of our garden and was trespassing next door. Luckily O's mother was gracious enough to allow H to stay and play for a little while! Together we investigate the modus operandi, it appeared that Heather had moved two of her small chairs and one of our larger ones to produce a makeshift ladder. O meanwhile, had shifted a garden chair of her own into position, allowing Heather to cross the divide without splattering herself all over the garden! As they had worked together to form an ingenious plan we allowed them thirty minutes together which ensued in an array of ear splitting shrieking. The next challenge was getting H back onto home turf, she resisted capture but was eventually planted back over the fence where she quickly proceeded having seen the chair ladder had been removed to shinny up a different part of the fence and tried to forward roll back over the fence. Mr T performed a fireman's lift and deposited her in front of the TV, thankfully the first time we have had to resort to such tactics. Was he trying to be funny though- his choice Happy Feet.

Bit of a wash out

Yesterday was Heather's party. We were to start at 2pm and have a bouncy castle and ball pool and use her climbing frame, but alas, the British weather put a dampner on things, quite literally.

It started to rain at about 1pm and didn't stop until the middle of the night. Luckily we had a back-up plan having seen the forecast. The previous night I had stayed up until 2am downloading party dance music onto my ipod to ensure that should the worst happen we could do some dancing. We also rigged up the microphone so that the kids could sing, in the end we didn't need these distractions as the 16 children played with the toys in the bedrooms and jumped about.

We had an indoor picnic using the spare tablecloth I had bought (saved on the clearing up as well!). Lucy slept through most of it despite the racket we were making! The kids had a good time at least just a shame the weather couldn't have been kinder but at least we now have a tidy garden and I have reminded myself how to do the cha cha slide, birdie song, agadoo and superman.

Matthew enjoyed the party, he spend most of it eating, as quickly as I could dish out the sugar laden treats and pastry wrapped sausages he was gobbling them down, he did also partake from the fruit platter and seemed to polish off the cucumber and carrot batons single handedly. The horse theme went down a treat but I am glad there are no more kiddie birthdays until March now! (well of mine anyway)

A little manipulation

Matthew seems to be feeling a little under the weather today, he came and cuddled up to me so I ruffled his head;
'I love you' I said to him, he smiled up at me
'I wuv you too... mummy' he said, he has to think carefully about his sentences bless him.
'You're great Matthew' I tell him
'You're great Mummy' he replies just copying my words and swapping the names.
'You're wuvley' he volunteers ( we are still working on L'. Beaming I reply
'Thankyou.'
'Bibbit please, want bibbit' he says smiling and looking me straight in the eye. I wonder did he have his mind on the biscuit tin all along?

I had Lucy weighed earlier as she reaches the grand old age of 2o weeks tomorrow! I was disappointed as she has only put on 80z in 4 weeks and is slipping down the all important growth charts. I have been instructed to start her on solids even though she is 6 weeks too early for this according to the government advice. True my other two were weaned at 20 and 19 weeks so she has done well to reach this point without a morsel. So not long now before I hang up my maternity bra for good and break out low cut tops and slinky dresses which don't look good with breast pads!