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I was going to write about how we were finally getting back to normal after weeks or illness being shared between us. Instead I have a poorly 4 year old & a teething 4 month old. Three days of freedom we had before another bout of lurgy caught up with us. And turn out to be a different bug altogether. No lying about on the sofa spending the day sleeping. Instead I’m picking up the endless trails of Lego. Spring is here and we’re stuck inside. Quite frankly it sucks and I just hoe that this time it doesn’t take a month for us all to get better. Would really like to get out & enjoy Spring. On Tuesday (before lurgy 2.0 struck in the evening) D started Ninja Tots. Understandably he was nervous (and ill) but with a little persuasion he spent most of the class sat on the mat, watching ever so carefully. A little patience will be needed over the coming weeks I think. Moo Boy starts in the adult class tomorrow. Shame they can’t go together yet. In our short burst of freedom I did manage to treat myself to a new toy, a new iPad. Now for a long time I was convinced that the iPad was just a big unnecessary version of my iPhone. Actually I’m finding that it makes me work in a totally different way. Instead of trying to do two dozen tasks on the laptop I focus on what I really need to get done. A certain little boy does have his eye on it though and already has a screenful of apps & podcasts to choose from. I am enjoying working my way through years of photos and having a play with various apps. I will try to remember to upload some from time to time. For now here’s some of my favourites.
So if anyone out there has any tips on how to banish these winter bugs we seem to keep picking up please leave me some hints in the comments. The rant I have for those that gave us them in the first place can wait foranother day. I write these words to remember the moments most dear. These are the Tales Of My Boys. Do you fart your bum at us, sir? I do fart my bum, sir. Do you fart your bum at us, sir? Is the law of our side, if I say ay? No. No, sir, I do not fart my bum at you, sir, but I fart my bum, sir. |
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