The girls are despatched (is there a difference between dispatched and despatched, does anyone know?) to my parents. Ammi had a bit of a wobble about being left but not much. Evidently this is a global problem, not just nursery. I acquired Primark nighties (6 nighties and 12 pairs of socks for £13!!!!) so Max [...]

Pleasantly girly day, other than the bit below, today.
The big two have developed sudden mini-mutant tendencies and have grown out of the coats they’ve had for the last 18 months or so. (Cheeky blighters.) So today was the day that we decided to replace them, plus go on a hunt for sundry other items of [...]

We went, she cried, we came home again.
I’ve backed myself into a corner with this now. She’s knows i’ll take her home, i know she actually quite enjoys it, she knows she doesn’t have to go, i know she doesn’t have to go.
I don’t know if i’m being given the run around, she doesn’t know [...]

Predictably, Amelie wanted to go to nursery, right up to the point where we arrived. At that point she went all wobbly and sad and bottom lippy. Sigh. it seemed to be a genuine wobble rather than mummy-killing and i didn’t really know what to do. Fended off the instantly available arms and retreated for [...]

Mr Dowling

You’d think i’d have some inkling of what’s going on by now, i mean i do have 4 of them and i am with them 24 hours a day - and i do put in a reasonable amount of thought about them. But no, i seem to stumble about in the dark quite a bit.
Still. [...]

From the level of bobbing up and down that went on, it was fairly obvious that Fran had got the idea of who Jadis, Queen of Charn might be. Maddy wasn’t far behind and both of them enjoyed the humour of Uncle Andrew the “King”. I hate being interupted while reading outloud but i swallowed [...]