“I Drew Nostrils!”

“I Drew Nostrils!”

This afternoon I was backing up my photos on the laptop, a long overdue task, whilst Little Bear was in his room doing some drawing.  This, by the way, isn’t a regular occurance, it’s the first such incidence but long may it continue!

Anyway, there I was, uploading photos from March, when Little Bear shouted out, “I drew nostrils!”  Now it may not sound like much but in that moment, it was the funniest thing I had heard in a while!  Perhaps because it was a picture of daddy and, well, his nostrils are quite sizeable!

The yellow dots are the nostrils!

Since the arrival of the nostrils Little Bear hasn’t stopped drawing!  I’m now drowning in a sea of pictures, all of which he requires me to annotate.  Here are a few favourites:

A T-Rex and His Poo
An Ant Carrying a Mirror
Mummy and Baby on a Waterslide

A T-Rex and his poo? He’s a 3 year old boy, no further explanation needed.

Who knows why the ant is carrying a mirror, it’s clearly very vain.

And the waterslide picture?!  Who knows, this one came with a full story that only Little Bear’s crazy imagination could come up with.

After nearly an hour he’s still going and I’m wondering where on earth they’re all going to go!  Ideas welcome?!  And I don’t think Little Bear will accept, “In the bin”.

“We’ll buy you a toothbrush tomorrow”

“We’ll buy you a toothbrush tomorrow”

I said these words to Little Bear on Sunday evening when the battery started to go on his Minions toothbrush mid clean.  And here it is, Friday, and I’ve said those words every day since Sunday.  Surely today is the day I can achieve this small task??

It’s just been one of those weeks where an hour at the park has turned into 3 or 4 lazy hazy hours with friends, where the rain has tumbled down and we’ve busied ourselves with Hama beads, where a 30 minute swimming lesson has turned into a day trip.  And so the toothbrush has been sidelined.

Twice a day I’ve cursed myself for this oversight.  No one enjoys brushing their teeth with an electric toothbrush that has no battery, least of all Little Bear, especially when it’s couple with “the world’s yuckiest toothpaste”.

So today we have very few plans and my sole objective, the only thing on the list, in big bold letters, is to Buy a toothbrush!  Surely I can’t fail.

TV Dilemma

TV Dilemma

Once again the dilemma of “how much screen time” is being played out in our house.  I’m really not a fan of Little Bear watching too much but some days it feels like one of the only options left.

The summer holidays have been a bit of a washout so far and although we’ve managed to get out every day it’s not always been for as long as either of us would like.  And as many times as I’ve thought, “When does playgroup start again?”, Little Bear has said, “I miss playgroup”…so we feel each other’s pain!

I was talking to a friend the other day and I said that no matter what I do, I end up feeling guilty.  Today we have painted, cut out pictures, built, read stories, played shops, done puzzles, writing practice, explored playdough and made lunch together.  Some of this he managed to do on his own (shops thankfully, and playdough, although I joined in uninvited with this) but the majority we did together whilst having some wonderful conversations.  And yet, at 4 o’clock, I still feel guilty about turning the television on.


I guess the problem is that Little Bear won’t play on his own for long. And because of this I get bored of playing, get tired of reading the same books time after time, get frustrated by the constant “mummy play with me”, and because I’m bored I give in to television.  If he played on his own more, then I could easily wait until after dinner for the television.

So the truth is, although it can make me feel hideously guilty, I actually do it for my own sanity!  Which just makes me feel guilty all over again…viscous circle!



For the last 9 days I’ve been following a cleanse programme to help me think about my eating habits with the added bonus that it results in some speedy weight loss.

It’s really not been as hard as I was expecting, even when Little Bear insisted on cooking an extra fish finger for me, or left half a packet of Pom Bears from his lunch.  But today, day one back to “normal”, he asked to make a cake!

Now, I’m not a massive cake fan and don’t bake that much so I found a quick four ingredient recipe and we set to work.  Little Bear is doing more and more of the measuring, pouring, and mixing every time we cook and he’s really enjoying it.

Once cooked and cooled it was snack time and, obviously, he wanted some of his cake and I had to have some too.  He was most insistent and I wasn’t up for an argument, but Little Bear, I’m trying to be healthy and that didn’t help…at least it had raspberries in it!