God I love bubbles. Cheap, no mess (outside) and keeps them entertained for hours. What more could a cranky mother want?

I needed to do a few printer test shots this morning and Ivy was the nearest (and cutest) thing around… A whole memory card later I’ve fogotten about the printer and am lost for the rest of the day in processing her sweet little self.

Can I just say, she’s obviously the most adorable baby to have ever graced Earth but you might not realise she’s actually got the most incredible personality to boot. She’s just so sweet and serene and funny and easy..she’s perfectly perfect. Not a day goes by where I don’t look at her and think “maybe just one more??”.

(Yes, I am terribly sleep deprived and insanity looms).

My princess Ava was attacked by the swingset on Wednesday. There is nothing more terrifying than when your kids run in saying “MUMMMM…AVA’S CUT HER HEAD REAAAAALLLLY BAD”. When Grandad carried her in, I actually backed away when I saw her – I just wasn’t prepared for all that blood. Cuts to the head are espescially cruel, they bleed like crazy and horrify Mothers when in fact the injury itself is realtively minor…She seemed quite fine but I still rushed her to the doctor where she dined on jelly beans and sympathy. Luckily we had no stitches, just an enormous plaster – here are the pictures to prove it. I’m wishing I looked so glamorous with a whacking big bandage on my face!.