Category Archives: Sprouting
His tender heart
Dot writes: by the way, you should look away now if you dislike posts involving poo. Frank loves babies. When asked what he did at school he tends to reply “I pushed a baby”, but this is only a symptom … Continue reading
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In the wars
Dot writes: this is what Frank looked like earlier this evening: By his eye: Sunday. He fell over and whacked himself on the base of his Stokke chair. Nose: this morning. He fell over in the street, either on the … Continue reading
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Meanwhile, Frankie says…
“Mummy, I love you nipples!” Even though it’s been about ten months now since he got any joy out of them. Hugh went through a stage of being very interested in nipples too, as was hinted before.
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Pumpkins
Dot writes: it’s in one of the Swallows and Amazons books – Picts and Martyrs, I think – that Nancy gets mumps and the illustration tactfully shows a sort of big round blob instead of her unfortunate face. Poor Hugh … Continue reading
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Party next door
Dot writes: I think someone in the corner house must have a birthday on the 18th September, because they always seem to have a noisy party on this night. I remember they had one two years ago; it sticks in … Continue reading
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Words in pairs
Dot writes: Frank says – “Dat way.” (Pointing in the opposite direction to the one I wanted him to go in.) – “Big bird!” (Big is his universal adjective. He knows “heavy” and “hot” and “cold” as well, and possibly … Continue reading
Scrawl
Dot writes: I reckon my signature has declined at least 20% in legibility today. I’ve signed: a loan offer (on the front and at the end, two copies); and some sort of declaration to say we’ll conform to the conditions … Continue reading
A post about willies
Dot writes: it’s one of my less admirable qualities as a mother, but I can’t help finding my sons’ penises amusing. There is something touching and also comical in meeting the most symbolically overloaded part of the male body in … Continue reading
Bits and pieces
Dot writes: driving the children to Fun Fitness this morning, I passed a big sign that said “Ever drink? Never drive!” And I thought: right, so licenses from now on will only be issued to teetotallers. I wish they’d think … Continue reading
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Frank’s words
Dot writes: this is a post for us, for the memories. I wrote similar posts for Hugh but when we started to write down all the words Frank already knows we were amazed by how many of them there are; … Continue reading
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