I made this picture of our boys and their friends, as a leaving gift for our Headteacher who is retiring after today. We will miss being greeted by her in the mornings as we frantically rush in (she knows all the children by name!), her knocking down conkers in the autumn with the kids, her warmth and so much more. We love our school. I've watched our eldest thrive and grow in confidence over the years, and now with our little one joining the preschool, I look forward to seeing how he grows and develops in a nurturing and stimulating environment under the new Headteacher.
I LOVED illustrating the kids in this picture :) Although not very "accurate", I think I was able to capture their character and everybody managed to guess who was who, hooray!
Our 6 year old recently came up with some funny animal combos when we had a couple of days off school due to snow. I don't remember how it all started but for a few days it became an obsession - finding animals whose names merged into each other, which he then drew. It was a lot of fun and it reminded me of the Japanese word game "Shiritori" (literal translation = taking the bottom) where you say a word beginning with the last letter of the previous word.
I have reworked some of my favourites.
You can see the original creations below. They really make me smile!
With baby in one arm, engage in single pan cooking, shaking the pan vigorously to try and unstick burnt vegetables. 5 x 10 seconds of vigorous shaking, resulting in singular strong arm and delicious "caramelised" vegetables.
With baby in one arm, search for that elusive piece of lego in the big box. The more elusive the better - for your arm, but maybe not for the impatient lego enthusiast or the ears of a small baby.
With screaming wrigglesome baby in one arm, push buggy homeward for as long as you can bear the noise, discomfort or the looks, to achieve that singular strong arm look.
"Here you go mummy, I found a special leaf for you".
Funny how little people will notice straight away if you are sneakily trying to scoff a sweet treat or something but seem completely oblivious when you are heavily laden with bags stuffed full of shopping and big, heavy awkward things, each pocket and hand full of stuff.
I never know where or who I'm going to wake up with these days. Some nights I just end up getting into one of their beds, some mornings I wake to find one of them tucked up next to me. Most mornings I wake with no memory of what happened in the night. They like to keep us guessing, these boys of ours.
This is where I found myself yesterday morning - clinging on to the little boy who somehow managed to use his little body to push me all the way to the edge of the big bed. The little bed hogger.
You can find previous sleep episodes here and here
I may be clumsy and clang about and bump into things during the day, but once we tuck the boys into bed for the night, I turn into "NINJA MUM".
NINJA MUM slowly and stealthily creeps out of the room, along the hallway and down the stairs, even if it takes all night. She knows exactly where all the creaky floorboards are and deftly steps over them. She has super sensitive hearing and will respond immediately to moans and groans with a quick shush.
She has been known to crawl out of the room backwards, never taking her eyes off the cot, convinced that if she turned her back on the baby it would break the spell of sleep.
I make pictures with paint, scissors, paper and glue. I love colour. My studio is messy, with paper trails often leading to the kitchen. I used to be a night owl until I became a mum. Now I am just a little bit of a night owl, with big bags under her eyes, yearning for just a few more minutes in bed.