Just too bloomin cute

Belle and Heath can be as different as night and day sometimes but one thing they have in common is that they both know how to wind me up! Once they have succeeded, they give me the cutest smile and all is forgiven đŸ˜‰

Belle

Take Heath in the vlog below for example, he knows how to say Mamma but he insists on saying Dadda because he finds it hilarious. I am constantly amazed at how, at nearly 15 months, he has already learned how to influence the people around him. He tries to make me laugh, he shows empathy if someone is feeling sad and I especially love how, when he is throwing a tantrum, he can’t resist peeking to make sure you are watching him!

Belle is still full of energy at the moment and although I wouldn’t say she is being a naughty girl, she is definitely testing my patience. She has always been such a good girl and we never really had the terrible twos, threes etc. Whatever we had lasted about a week and it was either when she was particularly exhausted from a new nursery routine or if she was slightly under the weather.

Currently, she seems particularly clingy and whingey. She gets tearful at the thought of being left at nursery and complains if she has to eat lunch there if her best friend doesn’t. She argues every little thing even if she agrees with you, she will argue the opposite. But I know I am grumbling the little things as really, she is such a happy go lucky girl and I am eternally thankful to be her Mum. Every night I kiss and cuddle her before bed and she looks so sweet and content, I truly feel blessed.

I hope you enjoy this Day In The Life vlog. I loved capturing this moment in our lives on film. I know I will watch it time and again in the future. Let me know if you like it too. Bx

The Tale of the Black Tooth

I know it is completely superficial and just a milk tooth but I am pretty gutted that my little girl has a black tooth. Yes, it will fall out in a couple of years and the new one should be white. Yes, it is just cosmetic and functions as it should. But, yes, I am sad.

Black Tooth

In September, she fell over and bumped her tooth. I noticed it darkening and I thought I was being paranoid but the next day it was obvious to Andy and my mum. The dentist took a look and said it was pretty strong and unlikely to fall out or darken. If we are lucky, it may lighten but never be as white as it’s neighbour.

It’s quite strange in a way because I had a grey tooth as a child. It was a milk tooth and it later fell out. I was on a beach in Thailand and as I ran along, I tripped over and caught it on a stone. One of the few on the sandy shore. It may even be the same tooth as Annabelle’s! I’ll have to find some childhood photos to see.

Do you think life has a pattern that is set to repeat itself from one generation to the next? I often wonder this because the kids sometimes do things that Andy or I did as a child and it is something we have never taught them. For instance, diving on pillows they have pulled off the sofa, lining toys along an edge, dislike of mushrooms. Is this all down to genes or is there a pattern of life that we will have similar experiences to our parents?

My mum started working at eight years old. She was a seamstress in a tailor shop and used to make herself dresses with the scrap material. In turn, at ten years old, I used to spend my school holidays working in my parent’s cafe. Do you think Annabelle might start working at 12 years old? Maybe she will be the next Zoella?

Have you had a similar experiences as your parents or have your children done something that you did as a child? Would you notice Annabelle’s black tooth if I hadn’t pointed it out? Let me know. Bx