Since my participation in the Toys R Us Toyologist competition, it has always given me a little thrill to get a Facebook message from Geoffrey Giraffe (can't help my imagination creating the Technicolor image of aforementioned ungulate mammalian typing with cartoon hooves).
My latest message was an apology for the delay in sending out my first box of toys (it would seem that the snow has caused havoc with deliveries) and an assurance that they would be with me soon.
I am greatly looking forward to getting started with the task of reviewing (although how to fit it all in with an already hectic Christmas schedule is anyone's guess!) and have put together a "Meet the Family" video to get me in the mood.
Without further ado, I invite you to "Meet the Family"....
Friday, 10 December 2010
Thursday, 9 December 2010
Graduation Day
Last year I was a very proud mum at my eldest daughter's Graduation from Bath Spa University with a First Class Honours Degree in Creative Writing. I remember feeling tearful when I read the entry she had submitted for her yearbook which began:
"Thank you first to Mum for not laughing at me when I said I wanted to be a writer"
Today I was once more in the company of academics as I watched my mortar board and robed daughter collect her Post Graduate Certificate of Education.
My daughter gives me so many reasons to be proud - her attitude to life, her independence, how hard she is working to establish her career as a secondary school teacher, how she holds onto her dream of becoming a published author - but mostly, I am proud of the adult relationship we have and her confidence that I will always be there for her in whatever capacity is needed (it usually involves cake!)
I love being a mum to my babies who depend on me for everything but there is something very special about the feeling of having ticked the 'parenting' box (job well done) and watching life unfold for your most glorious of creations.
"Thank you first to Mum for not laughing at me when I said I wanted to be a writer"
Today I was once more in the company of academics as I watched my mortar board and robed daughter collect her Post Graduate Certificate of Education.
My daughter gives me so many reasons to be proud - her attitude to life, her independence, how hard she is working to establish her career as a secondary school teacher, how she holds onto her dream of becoming a published author - but mostly, I am proud of the adult relationship we have and her confidence that I will always be there for her in whatever capacity is needed (it usually involves cake!)
I love being a mum to my babies who depend on me for everything but there is something very special about the feeling of having ticked the 'parenting' box (job well done) and watching life unfold for your most glorious of creations.
Wednesday, 8 December 2010
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