Three? How’d he get to be THREE??

R, the Piggymouse (the Warty Potato, the Bongle) is three on Sunday and we hail him! As you can see from his new photos, taken just this last weekend, he’s a strapping fella; happy, funny and engaged in life to the full. I love him more than anything else in the world.
Now he’s a person, [...]

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Rabbit?

I had a coffee in one hand and a dishtowel in the other this morning as R came trundling towards me in the kitchen. Quick as a flash, he pulled down my pj bottoms with both hands. I struggled to put down my coffee etc in time to pull ‘em up again, and in the [...]

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Mr Mahavit

This is R’s new name. Everything is, ‘MAhavit!’. Fine if it’s a toy, not so fine if it’s a biro, lethally sharp knife, lit candle, pan of dinner or a bottle of pills! And it always is!
And we’re into ‘NO!’ territory. Ag! It seems ridiculous to be having battles of will with a 2 and [...]

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Being Outside is a Good Plan, I Think!

Given that the stench of faeces is rather overwhelming chez Piereth, and that the weather is currently so fabulous, we decided that we’d go away for the weekend. Actually, it was planned ages ago, but it is coincidentally marvellous that we needed an escape hatch, and the weather actually wanted us to take it!
Went off [...]

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Whinge, continued

My poor mouse!
R is cutting two henormoose teeth at the right on the back – we’ve had a frantic three days, mum and I; sleeping in shifts of three hours and trying our best to keep a tired, terrified and aching Mouse from blowing his stack completely. R is suffering doubly because he’s never really [...]

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Weekends; who needs them?

Who else has weekends that seem designed to make you wish you were back at work?
This sounds dreadful – but really; there are limits. I’m feeling stretched awfully thin at the moment, and all I would really like is a week to myself. Actually, that wouldn’t do; what I really want is a few hours [...]

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Person!

Mouse finished getting his jim-jams on this evening, scampered over to his futon chair, scrambled up onto it, sat down with his ankles crossed and patted the space next to him while saying, ‘You!’. I think maybe he wanted me to come and sit with him!
I’ve posted before about the amazing revelation of his improving [...]

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Dargen Dig!

We spent most of today outside; Mouse got muddier and happier and more and more enthused by the whole proceedings. He has the most cunning little watering can and a set of tools of his own, but of course mummy’s are more fun. He went up and down the path with bamboo canes, and to and [...]

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Trudging on

Back on the treadmill, facing the via dolorosa of the pile a crap on the desk, collected over the last week of absence, and the teetering inbox of emails unresponded to. 11.30am and I’m nearly through it and onto the real work for the day. Seems unbelievable that I haven’t been here for a week.
Last [...]

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Swannee Whistle For Breakfast

Sitting here in my pyjamas watching Brother Bear, and eating toast, drinking coffee, and typing; every 30 seconds or so I get importuned by my youngest to play him a riff on his Swannee Whistle, an infernal musical torture instrument from the Early Learning Centre.
Now the grown-ups have taken over and the game has transmogrified into [...]

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