My, what big feet you have
So it looks like the “hey mum, can I borrow your shoes?” stage is going to hit much sooner than I’d anticipated. #FourYearOldBigHoofs
All posts tagged: #Preschooler
Undies
Asked Amy how she likes the new knickers I got her. “Yeah they’re great, Mum. They’re pretty and I haven’t had a wedgie all day. You can’t ask for more than that!” #FourYearOldUnderwearGoals
Who needs a dog?
Just a casual Friday game of Jump Chip
Getting over the drop-off sads: 2015 styles
I remember being really sad when my Mum dropped me off at preschool one day…the teacher locked the door and patiently waited for me to get over my theatrics. Today Amy packed a sad at preschool drop off…she got to stalk me on Facebook for a bit on her teacher’s iPhone and print off her favorite photos to carry around #TimesHaveChanged
What would Shirley say?
With one misheard lyric, Amy has turned a darling little Shirley Temple song about sugary treats into an ode to drugs between a dealer and a ho. Because apparently it’s not “On The Good Ship Lollipop”, it’s “That’s Some Good Shit, Lollipop”. #WhatWouldShirleySay
Leading by non-example
“No, sweetheart, you can’t have a treat. Treats are a sometimes food – they’re not for every day” is best said in virtuous tones through a mouthful of chocolate while hiding in the pantry.
Welcome Home
Arrived home from a childless weekend away to this front door of gorgeousness yesterday. Drawings, declarations of love, stickers, daisy chains…aaaaand a plastic centipede “to give you a big fright and make you scream loudly”.
You gotta know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em…
Gambling at 7.30 A.M. Early start? Or still playing from the night before? #PokerFace #ActuallyGoFish
Mini Chef
Amy said she wanted to be in charge of dinner for her and Tilly, and had a great recipe she could talk me through. Amy: “So Mummy. First open a tin of cheesy raviolis. Then open a tin of macaroni and meatballs. Are you listening? Cos this is the tricky bit. Mix them TOGETHER IN A POT and heat them up. And then make a monkey cage out of cheese to put on top so it looks nice.” Me: “What about something green?” Amy: “Some frozen peas on the side. Don’t cook them, just put them in ramekins.” Now, do I file this meal under “dinners to make when I’ve no f*cks left to give” (which I draw inspiration from at least once a week), or under “dinners my kids will eat without crying”?
Method acting
Amy has gone the full Meryl to prepare for her role as Four Year Old Girl Watching Alice In Wonderland
McPikelets 