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What Santa said to the Tooth Fairy

What Santa said to the Tooth Fairy

I know we’re well into January now, and by rights I should be posting recipies involving brown rice, or decluttering tips. Heck, it’s even too late for New Year resolutions now! Which it just as well, because I didn’t make any… I’m terrifically tardy, but I’m going to bend your ear about Christmas, because really, this is one conversation I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to share. What Santa said to the Tooth Fairy Prologue A week before Christmas, the wobbly tooth began to feature. Apples and carrots were requested, not to store up for the reindeer, but to force …

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A Christmas Wot so Funee?

"lyrics to Last Christmas"

Found hiding amongst a pile of papers at the bottom of a cupboard. GG was having a tidy up, an event that only happens once every couple of years. I swear one day she will no longer fit in her room, she’s such a hoarder. It had to be a Christmas Wot so Funee?

Wot so Funee? End of year roundup.

  The one with the dodgy spelling. For my final Wot so Funee? of the year (don’t worry, there’ll be more next week from Emma!) I decided to publish some of the funny moments I’ve found in my children over the course of the year. My trusty iPhone woke me this morning to the news that I had very little storage left, so I spent rather a long time deleting photos and video to make space. I’d forgotten some of these moments, and it was actually a lovely treat to scroll through and recapture some memories. Shocking though how much …

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Wot so Funee? Getting used to a new bike.

You have these weird things sticking out of your back. Yes, they’re my bumpers… He’s skinny, my boy. The result more of running around using his young body for fun, or for football, more than a lack of interest in food. It means that the definition in his form is easy to see, from his enviable six-pack, to his shoulder blades. Lucky that he has such ‘bumpers’ then, because this week he got a new bike, a bigger bike, and it took a bit of getting used to! I remember the thrill of my first Raleigh Twenty (yes, I am …

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Diabetes: Wot so Funee?

Type 1 Diabetes - how a child is coping

Now I know what you’re thinking. What could possibly be funny about diabetes? And you’d be right. It’s not funny at all. Every single aspect of it is just bloody awful, and the fact that it is occurring to a child makes it infinitely worse. But you know what? She is doing it. All those fingerpricks, injections, snacking at odd moments, not snacking when she wants to – she is beginning to take it in her stride. And she has found things to laugh about – oh what a joy it is to see her infectious smile still there, to …

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Wot so Funee? A new baby sister

Fairy dress up

  Ah, that got you, didn’t it? I can quite categorically reassure you that there is no sister on the cards, baby or otherwise, but a conversation with my daughter over the summer made me grin. We met some children to play with while we were on holiday in France. Each of the chosen friends had brothers and sisters, with varying degrees of likeability, according to age and interestws. We got to talking about whether GG and the Bug are enough for each other, or if things would be better with an extra sibling, of either variety. GG was very …

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Wot so Funee? How to get more pudding.

Lovely puddings at Sands Resort Hotel in Cornwall

In honour of the Bug’s birthday this week, we’re going to share one of his recent classics. Both of us are good eaters, but we’re never made to clear our plates. That’s one thing Mummy has always been adamant about – a habit of clearing your plate stops you listening to your body’s signals, and often means you overeat. Apparently. So despite the school’s tendency to administer stickers for empty plates, Mum’s not having any of it. That said, we’re not allowed to avoid the things we don’t like, and there’s a cut-off point before which we’re not allowed to stop. …

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Wot so Funee? Bogies and contact lenses

Wot So Funee

Welcome back to another Wot so Funee? We’ve loved reading the antics at Nikki, Emma, and Donna‘s blogs, but now it’s time for us to entertain you. And boy, have we clocked up some gaffs – all at the expense of the Bug. I’m sure he’ll get me back for this, but for now, he has the floor. Mums and Dads bicker. I know you know how it goes. Dads make a mess, Mums sigh a lot and do tidying, until they get tired, and then they start to grumble. I’m rather good at heading all that off and telling …

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Priceless jewellery: Wot so Funee?

We spotted a friend’s Facebook post last night that made us giggle. Steph gave us permission to quote her lovely daughter and her playdate friend, who were reading the recent anniversary edition of Girl Talk magazine. The copy featured the first ever giveaway Girl Talk had done, a free choker necklace. The overheard conversation went like this: – “What’s a choker?”– “It’s a necklace so fat that it makes you choke.”– “Why are they giving it away then?”– “Cos nobody would buy it!”– “Ah yeah good point.” As an aside, whilst my Mum was styling this choker that I made at …

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Wot so Funee? Our first wedding.

Last weekend we went to a wedding. It was the first time I have been an actual wedding, where the people involved weren’t married already. M&D’s renewal of vows was awesome fun, but this was an all day long event, full of sunshine, flowers, humour, and love. I adored it!   This was my cousin’s wedding; him being 28 and me being 9 made my Mum feel old. She talked about how it felt like only yesterday (why do grown-ups say that?) that she held him in her arms as a tiny baby, but then she’ll openly admit that she was a …

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Wot so Funee? Signs my children are getting older

Mother’s Day, as always, was bliss. I saw some tweets bemoaning the fact that children make for a less than perfect (ie. relaxing) day, but that is not so for me. My children, at 9 and 6, are incredibly good company, well-behaved (mostly), thoughtful, and capable of helping their Dad in the kitchen. Happily, despite his usual tendency to chaos, and his penchant for chilling out, Actually Daddy pulls out all the stops on Mother’s Day. I know, I’m lucky. I am very partial  to the children’s usual shopping list – what’s not to like about pic ‘n’ mix? But …

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Tooth Fairy Misadventure (part 2): Wot so Funee?

I lost a couple of teeth this week. I’d forgotten about the Tooth Fairy, and her nocturnal burglaries, it’s been that long since we’ve had cause to communicate. There was a time when the Tooth Fairy rocked my entire world, but since Jasmine told me in the back of the car one day that it’s all a myth, and our parents are liars, I’d kind of put her out of my mind. But a tooth became wobbly at school and I secured that bloody tissue I’d often envied friends for in the past. So I gave it a go and …

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Wot so Funee? Integrated Marketing

I have not had a good belly laugh in a while. Anecdotes worthy of a #funee are usually cute or elicit a wry smile, and as you know, that kind of humour has been thin on the ground recently. But I just totally busted GG, and instead of getting all sanctimonious about a sneaked sweet, I gave her a grin; and instead of her getting all squealy about being in trouble, she looked suitably shamefaced, and then burst out laughing. She had moments before been reading over my shoulder, but she’d totally forgotten I was in the room as she …

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Wot so Funee? Pre-school butterflies

This week I have invited @VaiChin, of Rambling Through Parenthood to write for Wot so Funee? She joins in regularly with both linguistic anecdotes of her bilingual family, and hilarious misunderstandings with her toddler. Here she tells us a top tip for getting children to love going to school:  What’s in a name? Quite a lot, apparently. A rose by any other name may smell just as sweet. But the same is not true when it comes to the name of your toddler’s pre-school. I don’t know how or why, but I never got round to telling J the name …

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Extreme weather: Wot so Funee?

The year 2 topic in my brother’s class at the moment is extreme weather – ice storms, volcanoes, rainforests, etc. He is taking part in an assembly this week to showcase what he has learned so far. I’m really hoping they rehearse him before the big event, because here are 2 nuggets of information he gave me over the weekend: Hailstones are like ice-pops. (Yeah, in a weird alternate universe where Vanellope von Schweetz really is Queen). You get piranhas on Amazon. Now, I know everyone’s worried about world domination at the hands of the e-commerce giant, but I don’t think there’s …

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Weather in Florida: Wot so Funee?

Funee is thin on the ground at the moment, with dead serious taking its place at an alarming rate. So I went sifting through our draft posts – you know, those half written anecdotes designed to remind me of detailed scenarios and enthralling witticisms. Sadly they never quite manage the feat of recalling memory, but I did happen across this one, from our Florida holiday last year. I think it’s strangely appropriate for a Britain in the grip of floods. And as today sees my mum in a flimsy Buzz Lightyear costume, scooting for Sport Relief, I am praying that …

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Wot so Funee? Writing Practice.

By the Bug. I’ve been tasked with practicing my writing recently. It’s not my favourite thing, but we’ve been waiting for it to ‘click’ for a while now, and so far it hasn’t. I have a summer birthday, which puts me at at disadvantage to the rest of my class in keeping up, so every now and then something becomes the focus and I get to work on it really hard. Oh joy. If you’re in a similar position, may I suggest that you try to keep it short, sweet and frequent. Here are a couple of things you could …

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Wot so Funee? Buying a home

By the Bug…   I have been musing on where I might live when I am old enough to move out of my parents’ house. There’s a road near us with the same name as me, so I’ve always assumed I’d live there eventually, but there’s a problem: it doesn’t have the right kind of home. I gave my mother the benefit of my thought process this week. Buying a home Me: It must be really boring living in a flat. Mum: Well, that depends. A penthouse appartment would be kind of special. Anyway, most people live in a flat for …

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Wot so Funee? Proud moments for parents

Over Christmas my mother spent some time in my room. I’m not usually fond of this experience, because she tidies things. I take after my Dad – I can’t find my stuff if it’s tidy! Seriously mother, stay out of my room! Another ill-effect of the process is that she comes across random bits of paper and old schoolwork I have ‘filed.’ What? There is nothing wrong with my homework sharing a living space with my tights. It’s perfectly logical. To me. Proud moments for parents Anyway, she found these. Number one is the speech I prepared last year to …

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Our letters to Santa

Well it’s Christmas Eve. Don’t tell anyone, but I’ve taken a sneak peek at GG and the Bug’s letters to Santa. I know I shouldn’t – I know I should wait until tomorrow to see what the big man brings for my occasionally cheeky, but mostly gorgeously good children. But I couldn’t resist. Here’s what they asked for: Ok, so it could have been worse. Bit worried about the gun though… Let’s have a look at The Bug’s greatest desires (he was stropping about his writing ability so his sister stepped up and wrote for him: Uh-oh more guns. But …

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