Over the years, not only have we “acquired” three children we have also acquired a LOT of Lego people. And by a lot, I really mean a LOT.
So it’s no surprise that said Lego people turn up in some of the most “unusual” of places.
We have a game with one of our friends who always hides Lego people in various places whenever she visits. So, whenever I find one I’m never quite sure if it’s her mischief or the kids. But whoever it is who “distributes” Lego figures around our house I’ve taken it upon myself over the last few months to take a sneaky pic every time I find one.
Liz Lovell: now is the time to confess if any of the photos below are your doing…. (my favourite one is the fruitbowl)
I have to say that all this mischief has been put to an end now with the introduction of this:
A very creative and clever friend of ours made it for Josiah out of an old printer drawer.
My time of mothering pre-school children is coming to an end. Littlest Robinson starts school in September and so, after 8 and a half years of having at least one pre-school child at home, I’m acutely aware that this season is drawing to a close. I’ve written before on what these years have been about for me (you can read one of those posts here.) But for now, I’m trying to make the most of this little chabling before he enters the big wide world of school.
With nursery, my work, and toddler group, it’s not often we get a whole day just to ourselves – just the two of us. But last week a whole day opened up. The sun had his hat on and I had plans to take Samuel to one particular Sheffield park. But in the end his suggestion outshone mine and we ended up in one of his (and my) favourite places: Bakewell.
Bakewell is pleasing to me on lots of levels. There are quaint little shops to meander in and out of, a pretty river to walk up and down and, maybe most importantly, some great fish and chip shops. And its appeal for Samuel mainly lies in the long straight path along the river – perfect for scootering on – all the way to a fantastic park, complete with muddy puddles. So, for both of us it equates to a pretty special place.
There’s always fun to be had with this little chipmunk. I’m thankful for his kind and caring nature, his zany sense of humour and his many kisses blown through the air towards me.
If you live in Sheffield, or if you’ve ever been to Sheffield, you’ll know that we’re right next to the amazing Peak District National Park, with some of the most amazing views and scenery you’ll ever see. We made the most of some (rare) dry weather on Saturday and headed out for a short walk with some friends.
It started with brunch, of course…
And then we popped on the wellies and headed out..