Tag: mumlife

Little Kids’ Books Recommendations

I’ve been meaning to do a post about little kids’ books for YEARS but it means gathering all the info about our books, ranking them, finding links and pictures, sorting them into age-groups… and the kids read new books each month so I was like, how will I keep it updated?!

But, as with so many things in life, the best place to start is a spreadsheet. (What?)

I’ve put all the books we’ve borrowed from the library or have bought/been given into a spready – KIDS BOOKS FAVOURITES – and have started sorting and rating them. It’ll be an ongoing project.

The five categories I’ve set up:

  1. Board books (age 0.5+)
  2. Sounds books (age 0.5+) – books with sound effects/music
  3. Pop-up books (age 0.5+)
  4. Story books (age 2+) – very simple stories for little kids
  5. No words books – the kids tend to loooove these

I’ve pulled out the clear favourites and given them a “5” star rating, but there are loads of books I haven’t even ranked yet. TBC!

Ideally I’d make blog posts for each category (board books recommendations, etc!), nicely written up with pictures and comments, but that’s too time-consuming at the moment .Maybe one day.

Gender Neutral Preschooler

I was doing face painting.

Preschoolers around age 3–5 were coming over and asking for…

A Butterfly, said the first little girl. She’d been a butterfly before, so she asked for what she knew.

A Bunny, said a little girl, who saw the pictures on my table (example face-painting pictures of bunnies and Easter eggs).

Then several little boys came over and asked to be a Bunny. I painted them exactly the same as the picture – pink and white ears, black whiskers, pink nose.

Then another volunteer sat down next to me, offering to help with the face painting, because the queue of kids was growing.

A Bunny, said a little boy. The other volunteer painted the pink parts of the bunny in blue, instead.

A Tiger, said a little boy who was in front of me. He’d been a tiger before, so he asked for what he knew.

The next few boys who came over wanted to be Tigers.

A boy wanted to be a Cheetah.
A girl wanted to be a Cheetah.

A boy sat down in front of the other volunteer and he didn’t know what to choose. She suggested a tiger, painted his face, and said, “Oh, you look so aggressive!”

It all starts here, baby.

The Most Beautiful and Best of Times

This is super random, but my gosh. To state the bleedin’ obvious, I love my kids so much. It’s so stupid that I get to worrying about whatIreallywanttodoforwork and howIwillspendmytimein10years and whatcareersshouldItryonforsize and stuff, when, really, I am in the Best of Times. The most beautiful and best of times.

I spent my twenties being 99% sure that a) I’d never find an amazing loved+loving partner and b) I’d never have children. I didn’t want children! I was sooooo not interested. As time went on and I saw vague acquaintances share photos of their kids on the socials, I couldn’t relate at all. I found those photos and updates boring. It was like seeing cat photo after cat photo. “Oh, you think your kid did a funny thing! No. Every single person who has a kid thinks that kinda thing is cute or funny. It ain’t!”

Then, of course, I find someone and make the babies and share all the photos and the updates and think they’re oh so wonderful. Yup. Now I’m annoying the heck out of someone else.

Kit’s (almost 3) favourite things at the moment are EVERYTHING and sleeping, cuddles, hanging out with my brother, playing LEGO/marble run/dominoes/play-doh/Hungry Hippos, going to the local park and shops and playground and cafe for a banana milkshake, running and jumping, moving furniture around like it’s a jungle gym, reading books, singing, watching Olobob Top, conversing, eating. // We call his sister “Skybaby” and so Kit’s taken to calling himself “Kitlittleboy.” // He stopped daytime-napping for one pure month (this kid who loves sleep so much?! I couldn’t believe it!) and then, a week ago, outta nowhere, started naps again. “Mama, I’m going to have a little rest now, and I’ll have a big rest later,” he says, and asks me to leave his room. “I’m already tucked in.” // He was talking to my mum the other day about “what the neighbour-doors do” and after a while, she figured out that he was trying to say “the neighbours next door”. He’s full on, full of love, very frustrating sometimes, needs a lotta love, and he’s adorable.

Sky’s (1.5) favourite things at the moment are EVERYTHING and playing with every toy, going anywhere, any music/singing/dancing, most foods, terrorising the dog, stealing my phone and running off with glee, playing with LEGO, clapping when she’s happy, shaking her head for “No,” yelling “AH AH AH” for “Yes,” and saying “dog,” “bath,” and “car.” She’s full on, full of love, hasn’t reached the frustrating stage yet, needs a lotta love, and she’s adorable.

Lotsa love.

 

 

  

 
(Marble run!)

Babby Stuff – Part 2

(Continued from Babby Stuff – Part 1.)


#newmum + happiness

IMO:

The first few weeks were okay. I’d made the decision to leave regular life for a little while — no household chores, no pants, that sort of thing. James had 3 weeks off. The baby slept, fed, cried. We all slept, on and off, from 5pm-12pm, and from 12pm-5pm, we had lots of visitors. We were in lala land.

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Babby Stuff – Part 1

I’ve been meaning to write a bit about #mumlife #parenting #babbies #othersuchhashtags.

When I was a pregbot, I eagerly read around (floozy!) for recommendations. What things do I need to have straight away? What should I take to the hospital? What other things should I get that I don’t even know that I need yet? How many baby clothes should I have already? What pram? Should I get a baby carrier? Should I read any books? Oh my dog there are so many books and so much advice I feel like I’m drowning under the pressure to learn about babies (and not be a ditz) AND therefore to consume the reams of information that are out there!

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