– You have a nice bum, Bean.
– I know.
Tag: The Peanut
5…4…3…2…1…BLAST OFF!!!!
What we’ve been up to in our holidays :)
We’ve been living at Katy’s parents since early June, when we moved out of the house. It’s been “sold” for almost a month, but the buyer’s solicitors have been singularly incompetent, or rather untimely. Apparently, all the paperwork is ready but their solicitor is on holiday, and the replacement person has only been there for 2 days out of 7 and apparently there’s nobody in their secretarial pool to type up the report that the buyers need to get. Oy. If we’re lucky, we can exchange contracts tomorrow and then complete next week. If we’re lucky.
In the meantime, I’ve bought myself a new camera and I’ve been playing with it quite enthusiastically :D
Things we’ve done so far:
1. held a birthday party for Ben’s rabbit
2. Visited the Abbey pumping station
3. Spent the day at Skegness (finally, after 8 years of hearing about it!)
4. Generally tried to keep the Bean and the dog happy
All in all, we’re knackered :)
All pictures and more here: http://www.flubu.com/various_pics/leicester_jun_2013
Current Mood: Amused
End of an era
It’s Bean’s last day at nursery today and his favouritest bus driver in the whole wide world juggled the rota to be sure that he’d be the one driving this morning. That’s just… fantabulous :) He’s really made an impression on everybody. Sally, his nursery key worker, was all choked up when he gave her a box of chocolates (and then proceeded to tell her off because she had to share them with everybody!)
I love my Bean.
Last chance to feed the fishies
We went to Scottsdales yesterday, for what will probably be the last time in a very long time. We had a nice lunch. I had a moment with the parrots, and then Bean fed the koi. They have some new really big ones and now there’s one that Bean named “Red Charlie” to replace the original Charlie, who now lives somewhere in a pub garden pond.
Good times, indeed.
Current Mood: Contemplative
New pictures of the moment
It only took 3 hours…
Why can I see this happening in a few years?
Current Mood: Amused
I predict interesting times ahead
Trying hard not to murderize the child
The bean has entered the stage where every sentence that comes out of his mouth is one giant, run on, whiiiiiiiiiiiiiine. Everything is not faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaair. He’s huuuuuuuuuuuungry. Nooooooooooooobody wants to plaaaaaaaaaaaaaay with him. We’re not niiiiiiiice.
Gaaah!