And that's as close as you'll get to me singing that cheesey song!
Mission: Attend British Mummy Bloggers meet up at London Zoo. Leave house at 09:00 to arrive at zoo just after 10:00. See plenty of animals, have lunch with the girls (and dads and kids), finish up at zoo ...
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There's less than a month to go and now all the American types have gotten thanksgiving out of the way we can all start to look forward to that next important event.
You got it! Christmas.
Now normally I'd be protesting that I didn't want to know until the week of, but ...
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The end is in sight. I can reach for it, count down in weeks instead of months without the number (and the time it represents) scaring me. But before I get there, I might just go out of my mind first.
You see I'm bored of talking about my pregnancy. It's ...
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"We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day.
We're not scared."
And I paused.
"Uh-uh! Grass!
Long wavy grass.
We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.
Oh no!
We've got to go through it!"
The boy had no patience for me to continue his bedtime story; he was off.
"swishy swashy!
swishy swashy!
swishy swashy!"
I turned the ...
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Or not.
I didn't even realise David Cameron was chatting live on Mumsnet until I saw it on Alpha Mummy, about five minutes after the whole thing had ended. Still, I thought it might be worth going along to see what had been said. Surely this time something more interesting than ...
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I grew up listening to the sounds of sleeping. My dad did it, my mum too. When we stayed at my nan's house she did it and my grandad's night long mumbling and thumping is still cause for many a joke. He's a martyr to his insomnia, don't you know. ...
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There are rather a few blogs in my blogroll. Ok, I tell a lie, there's absolutely tons. Some publish daily, others less. On an empty day I'll open up my reader to see around 2-300 posts. On a Monday morning, after I've not read much over the weekend, it's not ...
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We'd planned to go in to town this weekend to watch the Lord Mayor's Show and fireworks but the boy got invited to a birthday party and was much more taken with the idea of going to see Fantastic Mr Fox and eating pizza. Unfortunately for the husband, I saw ...
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As I got in to work yesterday I fired up tweetdeck to find a rather interesting tweet, with a photo. This photo.
Yeah, my boy was missing a tooth. I'd expected it, tried to prepare myself for it, but damn that thing was only wobbling a little. Surely it wasn't time ...
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Tuesday was a quiet day for the lump. We get them sometimes. His kicks will be few and far between but he usually picks up by the evening. There's nothing like kicking your father's hand whilst he tries to watch TV.
But he didn't get moving that evening, and the next ...
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