More mummy trickery

Immie hates wearing reins but she loves wearing backpacks. So imagine my delight when I found a little ladybird backpack that comes complete with a sort of dog lead! Perfect. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

We're going on a bear hunt!

We're going on a bear hunt is Immie's favourite new book. She has read it a lot at nursery and knows a lot of it off by heart, so we bought her a copy for home. Since the arrival of the book we have discovered that Immie is definitely developing a Barnsley accent, as she pronounces it "Bear oont!"

More cheesy mummy!

Immie loves cheese. Today I told her that there was no more cheese left as the cheese fairy only brings one a day and she'd already eaten it. This was a blatant lie. But she seemed happy enough with the explanation for NO MORE CHEESE! - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Low fat bacon

Low fat bacon is rubbish. Takes ages to brown then burns in an instant. Doesn't go crispy either, just chewy. :-/ Mama x - Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone

Fresh start.

Well being a working mummy is taking its toll on my blog and Im struggling to keep up. So with this in mind Im going to have a go at photoblogging. Taking a photo each day and writing a short caption. In theory this should be easier to keep up with.

So here is my first picture.

Since Christmas Immie has insisted I stay in her bedroom till she falls asleep. As a busy teacher this is frustrating as I could be marking or planning, but as I mummy, I wouldn't miss it for the world.

Mama x

Mispronunciations

Well it's been a while since I last posted (Christmas kind of got in the way!). Imogen has enjoyed spending over a week with a variety of adults and children. Whenever we spend time with our families, Imogen's language acquisition seems to go through the roof and she comes back with a whole host of new vocab.

So we have a whole new range of words, what makes me giggle though is her mispronunciation of words. Currently we have
Brumma - she means Grandma (and unfortunately for my mum it looks like this is sticking haha)
Pissing - she means pinching!
and my personal favourite
Wanket - she means blanket. Hearing her shout "Daddy, Wanket" makes me snigger.

Happy New Year!

Mama x

Away in a manger...

Today I have been to Immie's first Christmas performance. The performance was in the primary school that her nursery is attached to.

I don't often get to go in to a primary school. The furniture is a million times smaller than secondary.

I decided to sit a few rows back because I feared if Immie saw me we'd get "Muuuuuummmmmmmmyyyyyyyyyyyyy" in a really quiet bit or she wouldn't sit where she was supposed to. Also I thought the parents of the school kids might want a better view because their children had bigger parts (Immie just had to sit, look angelic and occasionally join in with some songs) So I strategically sat 3 rows back but on the end of the row in the middle of the hall, I thought I'd a get a perfect view and a perfect view was what I got......just not of Immie! From where I was sat I couldn't see any of the babies from the Little Acorns room. GUTTED!

The performance was lovely, not your traditional nativity (I'm pretty sure penguins were not present at the birth of baby jesus!) but there were lots of donkeys, sheep, shepherds, angels and stars all waving at their parents, being cute and saying their lines.

I am assured by the nursery staff Imogen did fab and was really well behaved. This could be a big fat lie because I didn't see her start to finish. But I am taking the fact that I couldn't hear her being naughty as a good sign.

I was really looking forward to the performance, but if Im honest I am very disappointed I didn't get to see her. But I guess we have a few more performances to come, probably where she will be 3rd shepherd with a tea-towel falling over her eyes.

Daddy is going to watch the performance tomorrow morning, so I have told him not to be polite and sit near the front. Hopefully he will get a better view.

Mama x