Which witch is which (or Smashing, pumpkins!)

Happy Hallowe'en!! The Witching Hour.

Every night when it is the bath and bedtime routine, we refer to it as the Witching Hour. The children become dreadful, some may say vile. And everyone knows NEVER to phone during Witching  Hour. My mum, my sister, the husband, my friends, market research people. 

By day my children are adorable. Pretty well behaved.

 

By night it's a different story. So everyone knows to stay away til I've settled the bairns and got them to bed after a trillion stories and a battle in the bath. 

Then I know Witching Hour won't be upon me for another 24 hours and I celebrate another hectic evening over, with wine or chocolate. 

Or both if it's particularly fraught! Tonight it's been an entire bag of Cadbury's Chocolate Eclairs and no I'm far from proud. Just rotund.

Hallowe'en here consisted of a little tea party for the Princess in fancy dress of course. A menu of Witches Fingers, Bogey Brains, Wizard's Ear Wax and Troll's Brain awaited them (in basic terms: golden chicken goujons served with broccoli, sweetcorn and lovely jacket spuds!!!)

We had games galore. Apple bobbing, a Treasure Hunt, What's in My Cauldron game and then we went Trick or Treating. 

These witches/cat definitely had the X Factor

Enough to put me off my Chocolate Eclairs (nearly)

Enjoying a cup of Bats Blood

 I can't get over how fast the children are growing. I've looked back over the past few Hallowe'ens.

The Princess in 2007

The Princess and her skeletal cousin in 2009

Butter wouldn't melt (2010)

One for her 21st

Definitely one for his 21st!!!
One very wicked witch...poor Prince

Pumpkin carving in Yorkshire 2011

The Princess and her cousins, Yorkshire, 2011

Perfect for pumpkin soup
Not so perfect for my kids who HATE pumpkin soup

I would like to thank you all for your very kind words over my last post. It is stressful but I am literally "all cried out" now in true Moyet style and am trying to pick up all the pieces. I know we will be fine, I was never destined to be homeless.

I will catch up with all blogs over the weekend I promise.

P.S. look at my Sunday lunch yesterday (which went in the oven at 9.30am as I forgot about the clocks!) 

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.......

So with Hallowe'en well and truly out of the way, it gives me great pleasure to crack on with Christmas. Where ever we may be.

To be beside the sea

When I need a breather from the trials of life, I take to the sea. The air fills my soul with clarity and energy. It works wonders for my perpetually blocked sinuses and blows away the cobwebs. I feel at one with the sea. The waves mesmorise me, calm me, heal me. I watch it bring in the new and spit out the old. The sound, the feel, the motion....so soothing.

So we were expecting cool, windswept weather for mid October when we hit the beach yesterday, but alas, it went a little something like this. Yippee!

Oh I do like to be....

So quiet for a hot day

Tempting huh...no?

Still not interested?!! Hmmm?

A chip fit for a Prince

A total beach babe

A bit of sauce at the seaside, naturally

I took this for my bro - the ultimate Beano fan

Who could those three lovely people be?

Ah! My greatest achievements!
(Look at the sea, like diamonds dancing on the waves)

Solid as some rock...

Mad sea hair and 100 per cent cherry tree outfit on me.
(The husband has no hair, thanks to the photo skills of the Princess)!

How can this be October?!

But now it's definitely getting chilly. I'm feeling it within my bones. I LOVE the sun so was thrilled to get one last blast of it this weekend and can now accept that autumn is well and truly here.

PS. Going off on a total tangent, as only I do best, look how proud the Prince is with his 95p Vacuum cleaner I picked up in Help the Aged. Just wish it really worked!

Flashing

Today in a flash:

Three (two are mine) over-excited, shrieking children in the garden, all cock-a-hoop at 7.40am. Meanwhile I am bent over the worktop, huge towel over my head, steaming my blocked sinuses to death. Trying to reach my nirvana. Hard to relax in the Olbas steam when you can hear kids shouting: "Tell him to wee on the slide".

School drop off. Not late today. This is a major achievement. The kids all high five me. I am officially Super Mum. The handsome dad  (even though some people are questioning my taste, mainly my husband) asks if I want to hang out in the skate park after school. I tell him no, I am too busy. Ha! In your face!

Took the Prince to the park.

Then took the Prince to the toddler group. I've not been for months. I. HATE. IT. It is one big clique. It was OK when the coffee and biscuits came out but then they announced there were only enough biscuits for the kids today. Gutted? I nearly wept.

Survived the group, rushed home, fed the Prince and put him to bed. Then had several matters to deal with. Wolfed down lunch.

Took the Prince to breastfeeding group. I call it B.A. As in Boobs Anonymous. It's mainly for mums with tiny newborns who have trouble breastfeeding. Then I rock up with a huge tot. I am the only one there who is trying to wean him off. It's becoming a joke. He is boob obsessed. After the group we dashed to Lidl (I love their cakes) and a woman accidentally knocked into the Prince. She said: "I am so sorry for bumping into her. Or is it a "he"? Hard to tell with the long hair."

HARD TO TELL???? He was wearing boys' clothes with Thomas the Tank Engine on, a blue cardigan and boys' shoes. Which bit of my son did you think made him look like a girl?? Oh, the two inches too long hair?Right. Jog on lady. Anyway, hastily got on the phone to my trusty hairdresser friend to give him a make over.

School run - avoided the vile unfriendly mums, talked to the lovely genuine ones. Dashed off, and headed to my friend Gabi's for tea. We had very in depth discussions about life after death. Beats talking about soiled nappies, that's for sure.

After tea we zoomed home and I put the kids in the bath. Twenty seconds later they were out again - the Prince announced he had pooed in the bath. Two panicking kids out promptly. He NEVER poos in the bath. Dried them, got them into bed for story time and later tackled the small brown floating object in the water. It was a Lego helmet. No poo anywhere... (*sigh*).

I had time, in all this madness, to buy the following dress for the Princess for a bargain £4.99. Oxfam is one of my favourite "cherry tree" shops and this dress is a Disney Wizards of Waverley Place design. The Princess loves this show so I am once again Super Mum.

But now I don't feel like Super Mum. I am exhausted. There is a Toblerone and wine in the fridge. I promised I wouldn't..........ah, I deserve to be a little wild tonight after such a hectic day, surely?

Produce from the orchard of cherry trees

I've just finished the articles I needed to write today so I thought it was a good time to update the good old blog.

I've had horrid sinus infections twice recently which have worn me out. But facial steaming is the key and so I enter that little steamy nirvana twice a day. Other than that, I'm tickety boo and have visited loads of charity shops!

I am thrilled to have finally got a place on the Breastfeeding Network course. I start in January and then once I am qualified, I will work as a volunteer on the maternity wards and help all the new mums. I am so passionate about this and am seriously excited. There is a creche so my Prince can come with me (he rarely leaves my side anyway) so it's all good news.

The past week or so has been jam packed. We've had a family picnic in the blazing heat by a creek in the countryside which was amazing.

Anna, the Prince and myself. Basking in the sun and scoffing

The husband and I

I love this pic so much! It was scorching and the kids refused to wear a hat

We also went to a lovely wedding evening do, just the husband and I. We danced our pants off all night. The venue was the stately home where we had our wedding breakfast nine years ago, right next door to our little family church where my parents married, we married, we were all christened as babies and now where my grandparents are buried. It evoked wonderful memories and as we strolled around the grounds, we wondered where the past few years have gone. And where we will be in the next nine. I had a slight wobble thinking of my grandparents lying near by, but the husband helped me through the tough times and we ended up having a ball. He is a marvel and I often take his kindness and gentleness for granted, which I must try not to do.

Last Sunday I became godmother to Cuckoo's baby boy and we scoffed cream teas afterwards in a stunning location with the sun beating down on our backs (cake and sun are in my top five fave things). Since then, we have had friends round for an informal dinner, Evil Tuesday turned out to be rather pleasant, the Princess went to several houses for tea which freed me up no end and I am totally on top of all my chores. I feel light. This is rare.

So, what have I bought since I last blogged?

I am loving this Union Jack place mats and coasters. £2.99 from Lidl. Absolute bargain.

I bought this gorgeous jug from Barnardo's on Wednesday (£2.49 originally Sainsbury's). I remember seeing it in Sainsbury's and deciding not to splurge my cash. Now I am thrilled to pick it up cheaply.

My dear friend French Sophie (I call her this to differentiate between her and another Sophie I know) bought me a dozen roses for my birthday and they have lasted well - I am down to the last four!

I bought the Princess this purple dress for £3.99 from Oxfam. I truly love it, as does she. It was only from George originally but it is tres cute and great quality. Remind me of a Quality Street (or is it Roses...)

 I also bought this Boden blouse, to sling on with jeans for the school run. A fiver from Oxfam. Not bad, not bad (said in Spikey's voice from Notting Hill.)

And last night we had friends for dinner.

Nothing fancy, just good wholesome grub

I used the sparkling tealight holder that my parents bought us as a housewarming gift. I'd wanted it for so long but as a thrifty kind of gal, it was too expensive.

So all in all it's been pretty hectic and busy but lovely. Tomorrow the husband has the day off and so we are going to indulge in some precious family time. Last weekend we were rushing around like mad things. I love the calmer, peaceful times so I reckon it will involved good walks, perhaps a cream tea and an evening snuggle in front of a DVD once the kids are in bed.

Oh and a lie in for me tomorrow as he will be up early to watch the rugby! Bliss. I am so looking forward to a long doze.