In an effort to stay vaguely on track with the blog, here's a few photos covering the last month or so, starting with one of Grace giving Daddy some of his Christmas presents.
It's something of a tradition that on New Year's Day the extended familiy goes for a long walk somewhere. This year, we decided to trek along our local canal. As you can see from the photos, it was pretty cold and the canal was generally iced over. Olivia and Grace's cousins spent most of their time attempting to make it crack by throwing stones (for which they were admonished) or smaller pieces of ice at the surface, but didn't succeed.
In fact, the most successful at breaking the ice were a group of five swans who had found a patch of open water near a bridge, and who, cruelly convinced the nice people must be throwing them food rather than throwing stones, went clambering up onto the edge of the ice sheet only for it to crack ominously and suddenly drop them back in the icy water once more.
In early January, Mummy and Daddy took a trip down to London sans children. They were left to fend for themselves. Or possibly went to their grandparents. One of the two. Whichever it was, the privations were clearly great, since they had to sleep two to an inflatable Upsy Daisy bed. It's a hard life being small. On the other hand, Mummy and Daddy had a lovely time.
On the 16th of January, Olivia had her third birthday, and her first proper birthday party with friends from nursery school (she goes two mornings a week) and toddler group, games (pass the parcel and musical statues) and a slap up feed. I managed to get her to stand still for a nano-second to show off her party dress. This is about the only shot out of fifteen I took that doesn't look utterly ridiculous.
Kudos to K___ for the amazing cake she came up with for the party. No wonder Hansel and Gretel were tempted!
It's something of a tradition that on New Year's Day the extended familiy goes for a long walk somewhere. This year, we decided to trek along our local canal. As you can see from the photos, it was pretty cold and the canal was generally iced over. Olivia and Grace's cousins spent most of their time attempting to make it crack by throwing stones (for which they were admonished) or smaller pieces of ice at the surface, but didn't succeed.
In fact, the most successful at breaking the ice were a group of five swans who had found a patch of open water near a bridge, and who, cruelly convinced the nice people must be throwing them food rather than throwing stones, went clambering up onto the edge of the ice sheet only for it to crack ominously and suddenly drop them back in the icy water once more.
In early January, Mummy and Daddy took a trip down to London sans children. They were left to fend for themselves. Or possibly went to their grandparents. One of the two. Whichever it was, the privations were clearly great, since they had to sleep two to an inflatable Upsy Daisy bed. It's a hard life being small. On the other hand, Mummy and Daddy had a lovely time.
On the 16th of January, Olivia had her third birthday, and her first proper birthday party with friends from nursery school (she goes two mornings a week) and toddler group, games (pass the parcel and musical statues) and a slap up feed. I managed to get her to stand still for a nano-second to show off her party dress. This is about the only shot out of fifteen I took that doesn't look utterly ridiculous.
Kudos to K___ for the amazing cake she came up with for the party. No wonder Hansel and Gretel were tempted!
Thanks for sharing the photos, aren't they growing too fast. Tell the world to stop.
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