My Life With Moo

First of all I take my hat off to anyone whose household includes a child ~ you all deserve a medal .. goodness I’d forgot what to expect when Moo became a more permanent fixture in my life  ..time goes right out of the window even being super organised my day is 5 hrs shorter than anyone else’s  !!

This is so Moo
The questions, the constant chatter, the way he says “Grandma” at the beginning of every sentence ~ even if we are the only 2 folks in the room … I now have a pencil sharpener / rubber in my ‘essentials kit’ 

This afternoon I have to call into school as he has lost his shoes …yes you have read that right  HE HAS LOST HIS SHOES  how does a child even do that ????

Un be known to me Moo has taken it upon himself to train me as ….

green ninja
Do I need to be a Green Ninja ?? the training is gruelling let me tell you can’t I just be a Knitting Ninja ??

The good news is I have a story read to me each & every day and I’m learning far more about Ancient Egypt and WW2 than is strictly necessary ~ which I’m sure is a bonus I just haven’t figured out how yet … so this is why I’ve not commented on your blogs in recent weeks, I am still here & I’m still lurking reading your posts ~ which provide a respite to the world through the eyes of a 7 yr old, my blog will possibly become semi redundant which is a shame … but as another blogger pointed out I have the ‘Parents Race’ at sports day to contend with

1970's P E socks
Remember 1970’s P E socks ?? I’m sooo going to knit myself a pair ..I might not win any races but I’ll have the fashion stakes covered 🙂

 

 

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Not Quite Right

It’s a well-known fact in our home that although I can cook … I’ve never quite mastered a Yorkshire pudding, no doubt you now are envisioning a light, golden and crisp masterpiece…..well mine are not quite like that

Mine look like this , but have the added benefit of having a slightly 'soggy' bottom
Mine look like this , but have the added benefit of having a slightly ‘soggy’ bottom , I’ve tried many a recipe,  and all the top tips have failed to deliver

My puds are quite edible after all my boys didn’t grow to 6 foot 4, and 6 foot 2 by chance you know!! it’s just that my puds are … how shall I put it … they are ‘an acquired taste’  When Beloved & I took First Born on his first B&B holiday one of the evening meals included Yorkshire’s, upon tasting the good ladies puds, First Born screwed his face up and proclaimed ” These are not like yours Mum” I replied “What can I say son, not everyone can cook a Yorkshire properly” the rest of the diners then began to examine their puds in detail.

Many years later when First Born brought his Lady Love to dinner for the first time I cooked my Yorkshire’s simply to see her reaction, bless her she ate them, Beloved & I sat there sniggering while First Born told his Lady Love that she would never be able to cook a pud like mine, she tentatively replied that “No she didn’t think she could”.

A couple of years ago we had a family dinner where …

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You guessed it ~ I served my by now legendary Yorkshire pud

Gelfling Grandson took one bite, we all stopped eating and turned to look at him, he gifted us with a huge smile “Yummy in my tummy” was his critique, a cheer went up ..my legendary puds have found favour with another generation….my job here is done.

 

Cake Monitor

While I was at ‘The Workplace’ Beloved lovingly made me a ginger cake for afternoon tea …  I know how lucky to have … A) A Beloved who can bake putting the local Women’s Institute to shame and … B) Having afternoon tea, anyhoo Moo AKA Gelfling Grandson asked if I wanted any cake …silly question, but bless his heart he’ll learn, I replied “Ooo yes just a small piece” THIS WAS THE RESULTMoo nominated himself as cake monitor, carrying the prize cake through, this was the portion he commandeered for himself Moo nominated himself as cake monitor, carrying the prize cake through, this was the portion he commandeered for himself ..minus a couple of mouthfuls that had to be consumed on the way to the dining room

He broke a piece off for my portion ...Well I did say I only wanted a small piece
This was my portion …Well I did say I only wanted a small piece

Today I Get To Choose

Helloooo Moo here, because Daddy is at college and it’s half term Grandma is looking after me ( but I’m in charge ) and this morning on our walk I got to choose where we went

Look 2 paths, one for me & one for Grandma
Look 2 paths, one for me & one for Grandma

 

I saw two different crops one on each side of the lane, I was also allowed to run in front
I saw two different crops one on each side of the lane, I was also allowed to run in front
Here are some wild poppies,
Here are some wild poppies,

And guess who was waiting for me when Grandma & I got back to the cottage

DADDY :-)
DADDY 🙂

Gelflings Blanket

So Gelfling Grandchild asked for a blue blanket …  my that child has been brought up well…he loves blankets…I can’t think where that passion was nurtured, well maybe I did have a tiny influence, anyhoo said blanket is complete

Moo's Blue Blanket.....Please tell me everyone gives their craft projects a nick name
Moo’s (Gelfling Grandsons nick name ) Hues of Blue Blanket…..Please tell me everyone gives their craft projects a nick name

I haven’t given it to him yet, I’m going to wait till a dull, rainy day  then when we are cuddled up on the sofa in front of the stove I’m going to do the big reveal, telling him the story I use to my boys when they were small …of how I love him a bucket full

Here is the story ….. if you place a bucket outside in the rain it will slowly begin to fill, once it’s reached the brim, it will trickle over the edge, forming a puddle on the ground, this in turn will then begin to run down the street, find its way to the beck, the beck will eventually join a stream, the stream will grow into a river, the river will find its way to the sea

When you stand on the shore looking out to sea, that is all my love for you
When you stand on the shore looking out to sea, that is all my love for you, this photo was taken during a visit to Vietnam …I think I was going through an experimental phase of taking photos ;-D

So whenever I’m asked ‘How much do you love me?’  I always give the same reply….A BUCKET FULL

Please May I Have A Blanket ?

Gelfling Grandchild has always seen me crafting away, the little lamb actually thinks I knit rabbits for a living, although he knows I have a day job he is under the misinterpretation the ‘Lovelies’  I assist somehow help in my ‘Crafting Empire’

Anyhoo he has never asked me to create him anything until he charged into the cottage a couple of days ago sat next to me and quietly asked can I make him a blanket

Gelfling Grandchild….. ‘ Grandma please may I have a blanket….it needs to be blue, you know blue like the sky, blue like the water in the beck, blue like the rain in puddles’

Me ….’We’ll see’  which is actually code for yes, but all in good time

Second born took to the hunt for the right shades of blue yarn with a gusto which amazed me
Second born ( Gelflings daddy) took to the hunt for the right shades of blue yarn with a gusto which amazed me, dismissing several options with comments .. nope not the right shades/nope that has green in it/nope that’s not what we are looking for, this was second born’s  ultimate choice 🙂

Gelfling Grandchild held his arms aloft depicting how large he would like his blanket to be if indeed I could make him one, he’s actually given this a lot of thought my I hope I can live up to his expectations

So the Hues of Blue blanket odyssey begins
So the Hues of Blue blanket odyssey begins, if you creative types can squint the left half depicts the beck and puddles the  right hand side the sky with a scattering of clouds, if you can’t envision wait until you are the worse for the demon drink , make sure its dark then lo and behold and it will become as clear as day

I have done it in ripple stitch as this may be construed as waves crashing on the shore, this last sentence could lead you to the conclusion that I have a vivid imagination, or I live in my own little world…either explanation is fine with me

Let’s Party

As well as being the Village Feast yesterday, it was also the day we hosted Gelfling Grandsons birthday party…Beloved & I were up at the crack of dawn getting organised for the shenanigans

Beloved sorted the gazebo out while I pottered around .....ok while I spring cleaned the cottage
Beloved sorted the gazebo out while I pottered around …..ok while I spring cleaned the cottage,

There was a minor hiccup when the road in front of the cottage was closed due to the feast and the chap delivering the bouncy castle was nowhere to be seen, just as Gelfling was about to self combust there was a knock at the door …the castle had arrived

Gelfling could breath again , all was well once more in his little world
Gelfling could breath again , all was well once more in his little world

When Gelflings school friends arrived apart from the bouncy castle, have you any idea what captured their imagination…. a trompe l’oeil Beloved built for me a few years ago

This false door mounted on the wall between our cottage and the barn next door had the kiddos fooled into thinking we had a secret garden
This false door mounted on the wall between our cottage and the barn next door had the kiddos fooled into thinking we had a secret garden…quite effective don’t you think, it can also be seen in the previous photo

 

And of course who could forget Gelfling, Happy Birthday Marley Ian Parry ….Ian like Grandpa

Gelfling actually ate more Ice cream than he ended up spilling down his shirt ....he must be growing up :-D
Gelfling actually ate more Ice cream than he ended up spilling down his shirt ….he must be growing up 😀