During tea tonight which was cavatappi pasta in a tomato sauce I was handing Reagan her fork with a piece of pasta when she decided it was time she tried it for her self. The thing she wanted to try was feeding herself from grabbing the fork to stabbing the pasta to eating it from […]
Again we implemented our change but tonight mommy took over story time because I go to play pool on a Wednesday, we had tea as usual and then Reagan and me went to run a bath while mommy washed the pots (which she volunteered for…!) Reagan had been a little under the weather all day […]
“Who’s cat is it anyway?” I don’t think even Jamie knows lol but for the record she enticed it into the house soon after she arrived on this island and said she would look after it, so I agreed because I knew it would make her happy. Since then I have looked after the cat […]
Tonights story was “The Most Precious Thing” which I read to Reagan again as she lay in her cot drinking her milk, no tears, no fuss she just lay there listening intently. Although I am sad about the change, Reagan seams happy about it and she drifted off to sleep as she did last night […]
Oh Reagan, one day you’ll look back with pride knowing I never showed you up or embarrassed you….ever!
I sit here writing this after a bedtime change, we decided a while ago that when we return from holiday we need to move Reagan along at bedtime but until the last few days she has been far from settled so we had put it off. I think also I haven’t wanted to because I […]
I hate me life being up tipped and since we got back from the States it has been, with jetlag, teething, a new job, finding a second car the list goes on! I am someone who thrives on routine and knowing what I am doing because that’s what I always do. That may sound boring […]
“A bit of dirt never hurt anybody” Arrived home tonight to find mommy on the front yard talking to our neighbour, who is also pregnant, while Reagan sat by the doorstep playing in soil. It was the first time I had seen her enjoying getting her hands dirty in the mud. She was loving feeling […]