Kim’s Game

Kim’s Game

Today marked the beginning of the second week of the summer holidays and the sun decided to shine – thankfully!

After a morning at the park catching up with family I treated Little Bear to an ice cream before heading home.  On the way back he wanted to buy a magazine and chose one with a Police Kit on the front – badge, phone, keys, notebook.  Very fitting as he had just labelled himself a detective for finding his cousin’s lost car.

After completing the magazine, and playing Police and Robber (apparently I had stolen the jewels and had to get locked in his bedroom) he set out all his new toys on the floor then ran off.  As he was away I hid one of the objects.  On his return he loved trying to guess what had moved.

Suddenly I remembered Kim’s Game and asked him to find a couple more objects.  With seven items out we each took turns removing an object and getting the other to guess what was missing.  Then we upped the challenge and removed 2/3/4 items at a time.

Little Bear thought it was brilliant fun, and itvmade him feel like even more of a detective.  At the same time he was unwittingly practising his memory skills, his counting (how many missing?), and his letters (“I’m stuck mummy, what does it begin with?”).  We probably played for nearly 20 minutes before he started to lose interest.  It’s definitely something I’ll be doing with him again and hopefully it will help to channel some of that mental energy he’s building up!

“I’m a Ghost!”

“I’m a Ghost!”

Living with a three year old means we have our fair share of ups and downs, and there are those times when we’re meant to be serious but are holding back the laughter…such an episode happened yesterday.

Mid-afternoon Little Bear ran off to his room after being offended by me asking him to keep the pen off the table and on the paper (so unreasonable aren’t I?).  His exit was swiftly followed by a calamitous crash…but no tears, so I guessed it wasn’t an emergency.  I went, tentatively, to investigate.  A box of cars and a box of food were sprawled across his bedroom.

I, fairly, asked him to be a bit more careful when getting boxes out and could he tidy up a bit and then I would help him.  I returned to the kitchen and left him to tidy.

Or so I thought.

All was quiet.  Too quiet for things to be being hurled into toy boxes.  So I investigated…and saw a ghost.  To be precise, a Little Bear ghost.  Ok, it wasn’t a ghost, it was Little Bear covered in my duvet doing everything he could to avoid tidying.

Only a child could hear, “Please tidy your room”, and interpret it as “Make more mess! Go take everything off my bed! Please please pretend to be a ghost, it would really complete my day”.  Ahhh well, I guess we’ll just clear it up “together” then!

Family Day

Family Day

Yesterday we had one those rare days where it was just the three of us together all day.  We gave Little Bear the choice of what to do but after he said “just stay at home” we took the situation into our own hands!

After a lovely breakfast we did his latest magazine and checked the growth of our caterpillars (we’ve got one of those “grow your own butterfly” kits) before getting dressed and heading out.

We visited a local nature reserve, Woods Mill, and it was brilliant.  Little Bear had a map and a stick – he was in his element! We spotted dragonflies, beetles, worms, and pond skaters, and a butterfly even landed on Little Bear’s chin.


We spent the afternoon at home, checking in with the caterpillars at regular intervals!  We made a Pirate Cove and had some swashbuckling pirate adventures, then Little Bear helped to cut the vegetables for dinner.


It wasn’t a particularly exciting day, nothing particularly funny happened, but it was pretty close to perfect.  Everyone liked each other, everyone was happy, and everyone got lots of cuddles – it was one of those days you dream of having but seldom achieve!

The Trouble With Parenting…

The Trouble With Parenting…

…Is that children don’t come with a manual!  Now this used to be said in a manner that meant, “just get on with it”, or use female relatives for advice.  And by and large children developed as expected and no one really worried too much about “developmental milestones”.

Nowadays, they still don’t come with a manual but there is such a vast quantity of information available that maybe it would be easier if they did!  Doctor Google leaves you paranoid about every medical condition, BabyCentre makes you worry about the dreaded “milestones”, and all the Facebook and Instagram perfect pictures make you wonder where you went wrong.

The truth is, if you’re worrying about “what went wrong” then chances are you’re doing everything right. You care.  You notice. Generations before us didn’t have social media and the internet to guide/panic them in the way we do today…and we all turned out alright didn’t we?

If I were to write a parenting manual it would be quite simple:

Congratulations on entering the crazy world of parenthood.  It’s hard, it’s fun; it’s judgemental, it’s caring.  Do your own thing.  Love your child, keep them happy, healthy, and safe.

Yes there are obviously ages where children are “expected” to achieve certain goals – crawling, talking, etc, but if your child is a few months either side of these then so what?  So long as there are no medical concerns surrounding the child then chances are, everything will come when they are ready.

Those of you who know me, and know Little Bear, might think it’s easy for me to say this when he has been pretty “textbook” so far in his short life, but for me, I’m just as guilty as anyone for making comparisons against “expert charts” and picture perfect lifestyles.

We all want the best for our children, and want them to become well balanced, well mannered, and happy.  I just worry the the internet is making those benchmarks feel increasingly unattainable.

It’s Finally April…

It’s Finally April…

…And it’s nearly holiday time!  We mentioned to Little Bear back in February that we were going to Gran Canaria, just a passing comment but he clung onto it and has asked about it nearly every day since!

I never dreamt that I would have to be so careful about what I said around him before he even hit 2…most two year olds can’t say Gran Canaria, let alone remember that it’s somewhere we are going on holiday, who we are going with, and that we will “have breakfast on aeroplane” – his own assumption, albeit a correct one!

From the first of the month we have been putting a sticker on our “Holiday Countdown” chart which he loves…and also gets me quite excited as a see the little boxes filling up with smiley faces!

We’ve also got a month of birthdays to get through, as well as getting ready for Little Bear’s second birthday the week we get back from holiday.  It all starts with mine this week and then doesnt stop until we celebrate daddy’s while we’re away.  Little Bear loves singing “Happy Birthday” though, so at least he will get lots of opportunities in the next few weeks.

Singing in general seems to be his thing at the moment.  Everyday he seems to be singing something new – “Down in the Jungle”, “The Grand Old Duke of York”, and “Baa Baa Black Sheep” seem to be particular favourites, with a verse of “If You’re Happy and You Know It” thrown in every now and then!  It’s lovely listening to him singing in his little voice, and great to have some respite from singing them myself!!

He’s also getting very independent with play.  He loves using his people to create stories with.  They get walked around the garage or the sofa, get put to bed under a blanket, go to the shops, and do all the things that I do with Little Bear.  It’s so cute listening to him, if not a little disconcerting when you hear yourself in the phrases he uses!

I guess these are all signs of him growing up…increased memory, language skills, imaginative play – not long until he’s 2!  But that’s another month, let’s just focus on my birthday and holiday first!

The Day Dreaming Mummy
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The Childcare Conundrum

The Childcare Conundrum

Before having Little Bear I was keen to go back to work after 6 months, preferably 3 days a week but I wasn’t ruling out full time.  But then he arrived.  That changed everything!!

I work/ed in childcare and I think that may have been part of the problem.  I have seen first hand how brilliant the staff and activities are, but I’ve also seen the other side – potentially high staff turnover, staffing inconsistencies, the time spent on paperwork…is that really want I want for him?  Turns out it wasn’t, and I didn’t return to work.

Now his second birthday is looming (well, in May) and I’m starting to readdress the issue.  I don’t doubt that we have a great time together, mostly, I just think he is getting to the point where he needs something to help his confidence and independence blossom…and let’s not pretend this isn’t a little bit about time for me too!

I’m still not convinced nursery is the way to go for us, I don’t need the hours it offers and I don’t need a setting that will see him from birth to school – we’re already halfway through that journey (*sniff* pass me a tissue).  A nanny isn’t an option, and a childminder doesn’t appeal either.  However, I think a playgroup may be the answer for us.

Reduced hours and fees compared to a nursery but still Ofsted registered, still following EYFS, still time away from me…sounds perfect!  I’ve booked to view a couple next week, fingers crossed I will like one of them and can book him in before I change my mind.  Where did my baby go?!

The Day Dreaming Mummy
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