Dear Mummy, I’ve only been allowed to pop in and see you a couple of times since you were admitted to Basingstoke hospital a couple of weeks ago. But every time I’ve been up to your ward I’m amazed by … Continue reading
Dear mummy, you know how I like to shake my tail feather to music. We’re big fans of dancing and singing in this household and I’m always humming, talking in my sing-song voice and wiggling my bottom. We may not … Continue reading
Ode to a Jaffa Cake Jaffa Cake, Jaffa Cake you’re a cardinal sin, Why is it when my daddy buys you in We all feel the need to consume your chocolate goodness and amber soft centre of wobbly pud-ness. You’re … Continue reading
Dear Cot, thanks a million you’ve been a good friend. My step up from a Moses Basket you helped my mummy no end. Your bars kept me safe and away from harms reach. Even the thought of escaping I never … Continue reading
Dear mummy, you know those photos that are begging for a caption? Here’s one of them my daddy took of us while at Sainsbury’s Cafe this week. It had my mummy in hysterics! Can you caption this? We’re joining in … Continue reading
Dear mummy, at nearly 3 years old I’m starting to understand Christmas. First comes the Advent Calendar. What are these magical doors of joy? Everyday I unearth another numbered door which opens up to show a pretty picture and foil. I … Continue reading
