So, zoo is done, we didn’t get the bed ordered and managed to make the dance/drum lessons.
What does day two have in store for us??
Kids up at the crack of dawn… (Typical in the holidays!!)
We need an extra good brush this morning… The dentist visit looms!!
Then hopefully today will be new bed ordering day!
Possible karate lesson later too.
Need to fit ironing in, feeding kids, and visiting the in laws too!
Have a lovely Tuesday everyone!
Day Two of the holidays
17 Feb 2015 2 Comments
in Children, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Bed, Blog, Blog Post, Blogging, children, Dentist, Holidays, Karate, No Time
Lil Man’s Valentine Poem
14 Feb 2015 4 Comments
in Children, Humour Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogging, children, poem, Valentines, writing
Last year we got a lovely card from Lil Man…
His valentines poem in his card to us…
Roses are red
Tulips are pink
I love you mum
Dads farts stink!!!!
At least it rhymes!!
Showering the Baby
10 Feb 2015 10 Comments
in Children, Thoughts Opinions & Memories Tags: Babies, Baby Shower, Blog, Blog Post, Blogging, children, Fun
Baby showers have become a big thing in the UK now… Not so much a few years ago.
I’ve been to 2 now, so far. One was quite civilized, a gathering at home, exchanging of gifts, little games etc.
The last one was in a small hired venue, the games were bigger, the wine flowed (not in mummy-to-be’s tummy though, I hasten to add!), it was a bit more raucous!
The picture above is me playing one of the inventive games, ‘What’s in your nappy?’
Oh some were so realistic, some, just silly, but none smelled like a real nappy, thank God!!!
It was a giggle, decorating romper suits, quizzes – tasting baby food, not so much!
But it sometimes makes me want another, for all the fun, until I remember the rigmarole that comes with motherhood…
Nope, I’ll stick to my two loons and happily babysit instead!!
Yoga Papa
10 Feb 2015 2 Comments
in Family Tags: Baba Ramdev, Blog, Blog Post, Blogging, children, Grandchildren, Health, Heart Attack, Proud, Teacher, Yoga
I mentioned before that my Pops is a yoga teacher.Â
He had a heart attack a few years back, despite being an extremely healthy person. Family history they said, it was always going to happen. We were lucky, he was lucky, it was a relatively minor one and after angioplasty he felt reborn! (Hence he says “I’m not nearly 70, it’s my [nth] birthday, corellating with the year of his surgery!)
After this all happened, he discovered a Swami, Baba Ramdev. This guy taught yoga, healing yoga or yog, to the masses and by following his own regime, he was able to recover from childhood polio. He claims to have helps so many people and so Pops decided to give it a go.
And you know, it worked. Pops’s general health improved, a shoulder and neck problem got better, allergies lessened, the GP was amazed at his cholesterol levels. He could not stop singing the praises of this Swamiji and his yoga.
So much so that once he officially retired, he took the course and over the year, travelled to India, and attended various seminars to become a yoga teacher.
This yoga isn’t like what the Western world like to think of as yoga. What you do are the aasans, stretches, which are the physical exercises. This uses those, but the key element is the pranayams, breathing in different ways, to benefit the body.
He started teaching lessons and over the last few years, has helped so many people, and created quite a reputation for himself too!
So much so, that he now fronts a show on a UK Sikh TV channel!
Praanyog – this was the advert filmed!
It comes on daily in the morning, and he hosts a live talk show every 2 weeks too!
He’s learned Reiki too, and Pressure Point Therapy… Quite the alternative healer nowadays!
I’m so proud of my Pops, and his grandchildren love to practice with him!
Kids are on a roll today!
09 Feb 2015 20 Comments
in Children, Humour Tags: Blog, Blog Post, Blogging, Confused Daddy, Phallic, Story Mountain, writing
So I got home from the kids Bhangra and Dhol lesson and Hubby Dearest was looking at a picture, slightly concerned…
“There’s something rather phallic about this… What is it?”
“Why, it’s a story mountain, can’t you tell??”
I did have to giggle!
Well, all I can say is at least she likes to write, like mummy!!















