Raising Daughters

My daughter’s partner Steve, who calls me his Monster-in-law, wrote this on FB last night and it really touched my heart. It’s so very special, that I thought I’d share it with you my friends. Perhaps you know someone who could do with reading it too. Scarlett will be three in July, Layla is seventeen months.

IMG_3436 (2)So this evening I had a wedding meeting in Gosport, which means that I had to leave the house before putting Scarlet to bed.
I got home at 8pm and Scarlett was still awake (her normal bedtime is 6.30-7pm), So after a brief cuddle I took her to bed.

In the forefront of my mind was how much I needed to do tonight; I shot a wedding on the weekend so I had to download the cards, social media advertising, admin, printing… Nina and I hadn’t eaten so dinner needed cooking and Nina also had a lot of work to do and some business bits she wanted me to help her with.

Due to this, Scarlett only got one story rather than the usual two or three, and the bedtime routine which is one of our special times together, was cut very short. Scarlett got up twice, and I put her back to bed without the usual fun and games.

Then I heard her sobbing.

I went into her room and attempted to quickly settle her, but she opened her arms and pulled me in for a cuddle and whispered ‘Don’t leave me Daddy, I love you’.

Somehow I had allowed myself to put all those other things ahead of the most important people in my life. Yes we all let the world get on top of us, work is demanding, we wish for more hours in the day, we try to save time where we can to try and complete those oh so important tasks and little jobs. But Scarlett and Layla just want to be loved, not rushed.

For those few seconds, I was the most important person in Scarlett’s world, and all she wanted was a cuddle.

Right now I’m holding my Daughter, everything else can wait.

A park for Paula

And any of my friends that want to play.

One of my favourite things as a child was to roly-poly down a grassy slope in the park, was it yours too? It isn’t actually that long since I last had a go. It was still fun, but would have been more comfortable if my plump places were distributed slightly differently. I’ll probably still do it again though.

Last year when my son and grandchildren had a go at Killerton Park, I took the photos instead.

park2There was definitely mischief in the air that day!

Paula wants to see your favourite park, large or small for her Thursday special.

Childhood

is a state of mind.

Inner child work is not something I need, I’m in constant touch with my inner child!

IMG_2672_edited-1Any excuse to scramble around in a Soft Play and I’m there. Of course, every time I do, I hurt my hip in the same spot, from going down the slides, and I suffer for a couple of days, but I still go back for more. Wouldn’t it be a good idea if they came in adult sizes?

 

 

Reluctant William

New Years Day at Blackbury Camp and dens need building, according to Louisa anyway.

William thinks otherwise
William thinks otherwise
Can't you see I'm wearing my crocodile gloves and that's far more important!
Can’t you see I’m wearing my crocodile gloves and that’s far more important!
Okay, I'll just bring you  one stick
Okay, I’ll just bring you one stick
No I'm not going to be in your den photo.
No I’m not going to be in your den photo.
Brothers, honestly!
Brothers, honestly!

A Very Creative 6 Year Old

 

Yesterday my Granddaughter came over to spend some time making some art with me – there’s a lot of art and craft materials in my house! I had a few plans and ideas in mind before she came, so to save time I cut out some paper circles and triangles.

She chose some paint colours to work with and started mixing!

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We made some pompoms the old fashioned way with two cardboard circles and some wool, to which she then added some more circles that she had drawn on – Olaf included!

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Next, we moved onto a bigger project, abstract circles with pretty paper and glittery pens.
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In between we baked cookies – not the best ever but we managed to put ourselves outside of some all the same, followed by lunch and the best piece of all.
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Again, I was mainly the labourer here, cutting out, pouring glue and washing paint pots. It was well worth it though, she was so very proud of her creations, and so were her mum and dad when she took them home. Thanks for a lovely day Louisa!