Football fan but not your team, daddy!!

The little man has an interest in football, helped by the daddy who's the biggest football fan I know. As the little man has gotten older (now 5) his understanding of the game has increased and he sits with the daddy and watches the games. He loses interest after a while but not before he knows what team the daddy wants to win and more often than not then chooses the opposite team!! That's all fine when it's randomish games but when it's the daddy's team it hurts when the little man chooses the reds not the blues.....
When we went away with our friends the other weekend the men were discussing this as our friends little boy does the same!!! My friend and I said nothing, it was not a discussion for us to interact in!! None of us suprised that our little boys are winding up their daddy!!

Wordless Wednesday Photo Hop.

Or nearly wordless as it's really difficult for a proud mummy to keep quiet!

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"but you're my daddy"

The Ipod is playing and the Jackson 5 comes on with "blame it on the boogie" and the daddy asks his offspring if they remember who sings the song? Hmmm.... no answers immediately so he asks "who do I think is the greatest singer in the world?" With no hesiatation the princess answers "me!"
"No honey, it's Michael Jackson"... "but you're my daddy so you should think I'm the best singer in the world"

How do you recover...???

A speech, a rose, a diploma, a cuddle and very proud little girl!

Last night the princess' class had a goodbye party at school, it was just her class and all us parents. There's still 2 weeks before the school holiday starts but it was nice it was yesterday so we got to chat to the other parents before holiday starts. It was so lovely, their fantastic teacher had prepared a personal speech for each child and they were sat one after one in a golden chair whilst they had their speech, a diploma, a rose and a big cuddle. The princess was a bit shy but so proud!

We had all brought in a dish of some kind of dinner and it was all put on a big buffet. The children didn't sit down for long, let alone eat much! Having the whole school to themselves was too exciting not to explore. So the evening was spent running around playing hiding games while us parents chatted and enjoyed the food! When the evening ended there were 2 tired little people in the back of the car... didn't make them sleep in this morning though.... Wonder if that will ever happen!!

Do your children sleep in when up later than their normal bedtime??

Parents day at the princess' school.

Friday it was exactly that! I went and got to see what the princess does at school. All the children were very excited and eager to show off what they knew. This is the princess in her maths class, drawing shapes and playing a number matching game.

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Proud parents!

Last night we went to the princess' school for a parents evening. Her teachers only had praise and were telling us what a bright, charming, happy and popular little girl we have (I'm allowed to brag aren't I?) So proud we were driving back home, discussing who she had her charm from (me obviously) and who she had her intelligence from (me again) and so on. The rest must be from her daddy! Anyway we were clearly wrong. None of us can claim any of the positive things we were told about our princess. Why...? I'll tell you. This happens later the same night. I'm happily snuggled up in bed reading. My soulmate enters and starts shaking his duvet loudly and 'accidently' more than once nearly knocking the book out of my hand. He leaves the room to get a drink and oops... his duvet, pillow and magazine are on the floor.....!! Are those the actions of intelligent, charming people?

I have found the princess' future husband....

Seriously, I have! I know she's only 6 years old but then it just saves me many years of being worried, her dating and all that! The other day the princess had a friend here to play, a boy her own age. He is the sweetest and cutest little boy (obviously apart from the little man and my soulmate of course). They played so well and were so sweet together. Now I just need to convince and manipulate the princess in to thinking the same and in 20 years time they can marry! Well, that's sorted then!

I wish... Guess that's not quite how things are gonna turn out. Surely I'm not that lucky, am I?

What language to sing in.....

Daddy and the little man were playing on the piano. Daddy asks the little man, should he teach him how to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star?
No, the little man would like to sing the Butterfly song. Daddy does not know the Butterfly song. The little man starts singing Butterfly Butterfly then stops looks up at his daddy and says " Is it okay I sing it in Danish? "

Magic.

The little man and the princess love magic. Their daddy loves showing them magic and so far they are convinced he is magic. Well, nearly because the smile on the princess' face tells me otherwise but good as she is, she's not telling her little brother (or her daddy). This morning while they were having breakfast, the princess was letting the little man believe he was magic. The screams of joy were a delight to listen to at 7am and the pride on the princess' face when she gave me a knowing smile and a wink, was priceless. Then my heart sunk a bit because how do I break the news to their daddy, that his princess knows the truth.... He'll defo deny it and find excuses. Maybe it'll just stay between me and her. The little man still firmly believe his daddy is magic so he'll has to settle with that. I dread when the princess and the little man stop believing in the Tooth fairy and Santa. It will break their daddy's heart. Maybe I'll get them to pretend for his sake!

The elephant song.

The little man and the princess are growing up way too fast. There was a time when they would sit (both could fit on my lap at the same time) and watch this song on the computer with me. They loved it and so did I. Actually just for a minute today, both stood completely still next to me (they don't fit on my lap anymore at the same time) and watched it. Then got fed up with the 'baby' song and walked off leaving me all choked up remembering them being little.

Now the princess loves Michael Jackson (strongly influenced by her daddy)

The little man (who's defo been here before) loves old music like Ring of Fire by Johnny Cash, one of his favourites.

Well that's not too bad a music taste is it...?! For now anyway.

Mums confessions......

As my children were so good confessing their shenanigans not long ago, I guess I should too..... So here goes:

I "freestyle" when reading to them, make the story up as I'm going along, missing huge swathes out and showing them things in the pictures so they won't notice I'm avoiding reading half of the words.

I found these confessions on Mumsnet from other mums out there.....


 -I tell mine that the chocolate/biscuits I'm munching has nuts in so they can't have any...

-I don't always call them in to lick the beaters when I am making a cake.

-If either of my children have bumped/scraped/cut off various body parts I ask them
"Can you move it? Can you bend it?... Well it hasn't dropped off so you are ok!"


So guess this confession thing is a two way street..... Or three! Maybe we should hear from the dads too!!!!!

Confessions of a 3 year old and a 5 year old.....

My sister (5) and I (3) are seeking forgiveness for.......

Ignoring mummy completely at dinner time when we were told to stop messing about.
Running faster when we were told to stop running at all in the house!!!
Me screaming all the way through my bath as I wanted daddy not mummy to bath me......
Throwing Lego at my sister and then denying it!!!
My sister for cutting a bit of her friend's hair playing hairdresser.... And for putting Vicks all over her body then denying it though her eyes were red and teary from the smell which is hard to hide........

We also say sorry now for all future tantrums, selective hearing as in not hearing at all what mummy says and just general shenanigans we might have to get up too!!!

Proud parents.

My little boy can now ride a bike without stabilizers only 3 years and 1 month old. He learned after 2 minutes practice with daddy and only falls because he turns his head to make sure we are looking at him. And who cares if it's big sister's old bike in purple and pink!!!