School has begun again, new term, new start. But what’s this?
I appear to have a full on child of five. How did that happen then? Look at that teeny 3 year old on the left, surely that was only yesterday, when he was heading off to nursery and then coming home with a painting of a yellow digger and asking where the tree was on HIS jumper mummy, eliciting a midweek trip to the uniform shop.
He has a lovely teacher again this year, who I handily know a little from outside of school, and can therefore skip the authority figure awkwardness at parents evening next month. He’s enjoying it so far and hasn’t yet complained at the conspicuous lack of toys in his classroom – a fairly big change from reception last year. His reading ability is improving which is brilliant, we have far fewer frustrations when he’s sounding out (a…n…d………… I stop myself from snapping AND. It’s AND.) and he can actually remember the beginning of the story at the end, because it wasn’t half an hour ago. I love books and I want him to love books too, so I try and let it be a fun experience.
We’ve had some fun baking. I found a cake pop baking tray in our farm shop yonks ago and thought we’d finally try it out for a spotty cake.
Not bad, though I’m not sure quite why that red spot rose quite so much. I slightly over filled the cake pop tray, and this greeted me when I took off the top half:
There was a bit of carving involved! the problem is there’s nothing stopping the top rising away with the cake. I might have to bodge some sort of fix for it. We made rainbow fairy cakes too, super easy, and if you line the bowls with a sandwich bag before adding mix and colour you don’t have ti wash up a millionty things and you have a makeshift piping bag to squirt the layers in so it doesn’t make a huge drippy mess on the tins.
Also best tip – use paste food colouring. that yellow layer in fact has green liquid colouring in it as a test. I might as well not have bothered.
Last weekend we went to Leeds on the train. The boys were in their element and Sam almost passed out in Leeds train station, to be surrounded by trains and lifts and escalators was just his idea of heaven.
Other news, Henry finally let me take a picture of a full on grin.
Normally he spots the camera and goes into a serious brow furrow, which is frankly hilarious. He’s currently 15 weeks, and 18lbs 9oz. He’s quite a heft, but I still get to snuggle hands free, and I have a new carrier, thanks to kind birthday donations.
Why yes, I am a geek. What makes you ask 😉
I will really try to be better at blogging, but in the interest of keeping it real, having 3 children is HARD. Especially with one potty training, and the wee one having a cough/cold that keeps him up. This morning I was pouring out milk. I opened the bottle and poured, and nothing. Nada. So I looked at it in puzzlement and shook the not-empty bottle. It took me about 30 seconds before I realised I hadn’t taken the foil off. It’s a real shame Sam no longer naps.
I do have plans to try out these five recipes from Rachel’s blog. I think it’ll do WONDERS for my diet, but I’m in a baking mood, and it’s unstoppable. Sorry waist.