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6-year-old shouts obsenities outside Asda

Monday, May 16, 2011

Miss M: “Whores” Me: “Er, what did you say babe?” Miss M: “Whores Mummy. 24 whores.” I study Miss M’s face. It is the picture of innocence, wide eyed, smiling, eyebrows raised as she stares up at the large building beside us. Then I follow her gaze and bite my lips to stifle [...]

And I thought I could trust my parents…

Friday, April 8, 2011

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Miss M is getting ready for bed. I potter around for the amount of time it should take her to shed the day’s wardrobe and tug on her pjs. We’re trying for a little more independence at Chez Beaufoix but if I’m in the room Miss M still seems to lose the use of her [...]

Message To My Mum

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

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Dear Mum I feel there is something I need to share. Although you are normally very careful in what you tell your grandchildren, and almost owl like in your wisdom, never, no NEVER inform Miss M that you know somebody who has a wooden leg, wears a wig or is part chipmonk. It can only lead to [...]

Random moment of the day

Saturday, August 7, 2010

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I’m sat reading. A stolen moment while Miss M plays with her ponies at my feet and Miss E is at her friend’s house. I feel, rather than notice her stare, and look up to be met by slightly glazed eyes that are looking through me rather than at me. Then she speaks. Miss M: “Mummy, it’s hard [...]

How NOT to Treat your Cousin

Friday, January 15, 2010

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Misses E and M love their cousins. No, they adore their cousins. So you can imagine my horror when the following photographic evidence came to light… The kid way, waaaay in the front leaving the sledge trail? Miss E. The kid passing nonchalantly by the prone body? Miss M. The prone body? Cousin ME. * Oh My Bob!

Black Shoes, Red Face

Monday, October 12, 2009

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I learnt something about Miss M today. I learnt that she has maturity beyond her years, or at least a certain degree of self preservation. Because when she noticed this… She chose to tell no one. She kept it to herself all day. But as soon as she met me at the gates she said gleefully, “Mummy, look!” That’ll teach [...]

What’s Green and Runny?

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

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Ms Beaufoix is currently unavailable due to extremely snotty kids. It’s quite possible she has actually become physically joined to one of them, such is the abundance of green gluey goo that is oozing from a certain small person’s left nostril. Usual blogging will commence once Ms Beaufoix and ’said’ child have been soaked in warm water, [...]

Wascally Wabbit

Wednesday, March 4, 2009

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What with Miss M’s possible health concerns I have become more watchful than usual of my smallest girl. The few niggles I already have, which before this I put down to her being 4, have become firm nudges, an avid finger of doubt in my ribs that has me questioning every little thing. Like the [...]

A Dream Come True?

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

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At last it has arrived. Mansfield finally has a coffee establishment that begins with ‘Star’ and ends with ‘B**ks’. I knew it would only be a matter of time, what with having a double Olympic Gold Medal Winner, and a visit to our local college from Prince Charles himself this week. Sighhhhh. Next we’ll be getting a [...]

Steve McQueen has nothing on my husband

Monday, December 22, 2008

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It’s Sunday afternoon. Mr B lies huddled on the two seater, attempting not to hack up a lung. Misses E, M and myself are cuddled together on the other settee, sharing a blanket and a story. My mind registers a shifting as my sick husband attempts to rise to his feet. It’s as if he is coated in [...]