Today’s post is mostly about beds…
We put Mini Minx into her Big Girl Bed on Sat 15 Sep. Although she’d not
been trying to escape from her cotbed, I reasoned that if she did, she would badly hurt herself. Looking ahead a few weeks, I intend to start potty-training her soon. If I recall correctly , potty-training is lots easier when the child can get up in the night and in the morning and go to the potty or toilet themselves (I’m still mentally scarred by Midi’s “nappy-art” adventures…). So I decided to get Mini into a big bed, let her get used to it, then when she’d settled down from the new freedom, start potty-training her.Well, it’s now 12 Oct, and that little madam has been relishing the easy access a low bed has been giving her to Mummy’s bed, Midi’s bed, being able to refuse to stay in bed for naps and night-time… It partly explains why it’s taking me so long to catch up with these posts: I spend any free time at night knitting and designing for my business, whereas day-time free-time is spent blogging. And Mini’s not exactly been napping successfully. <doom!>
I think I mentioned that I saw a wrap in the most beautiful shade of green that I’ve ever seen, and I’m afraid that my PayPal finger slipped… O:-) Luckily Mini loves it as much as me, and requests it most mornings on the school run (she’s always safely on my back, out of harm’s way. Or people who think it’s ok to distract kids next to busy main roads. Same thing, really. And it means I can hold Maxi and Midi’s little hands, which I love).
Anyway, I was thinking about how I’d bought it in a size 6 so that I could start wrapping Mini in a Double Hammock, partly because she’s getting so heavy, and partly because although the Didymos Indio Cypress is a linen/cotton blend, it’s pretty thin. For once, I felt I needed the extra support. At the same time as I was musing all that, I was also fretting about Mini not napping, and me not sleeping much thanks to her kicking me in the head all night long (especially when Midi decides she needs a nocturnal Mummy-Cuddle too and takes up most of the space). Somehow the 2 thoughts melded and I came up with this: an indoor hammock! If only I could trust Mini enough to actually let her nap in it.
That’s it, next year I’m covering the veg beds in fine net. The cats used lots of seedlings to keep their bums warm and so we lost all our carrots. The buddleia was a raging success with the local butterflies so much so that they laid eggs all over the cabbages, brussels sprouts and broccoli. I know I’ve moaned about having to do a messy caterpillar cull every few days, but honestly, where are they all coming from?! I got around 200 this week alone. Are they indestructible? Zombie caterpillars? Immortal? On the run from next-door’s garden?! I really hate killing anything and feel so incredibly guilty squashing them. If the nets don’t work keeping butterflies away from veg next year, I think I’ll have to bribe the minxes to kill the caterpillars. Well, the younger 2: Maxi is far more guilt-laden and sensitive than me, poor kid.
I don’t know what it is about the start of autumn that makes me feel melancholy and desperate to trough chocolate. The Boss understands. So he made this artery-buster of a cake for me: 4 layers of chocolate cake soaked in morello cherry juice and kirsch, whipped cream, morello cherries and grated chocolate. Does it look nice? It tasted even better than it looked! Did it make me feel better? Oh, I’m not sure – I’ll have to try again. For scientific comparison purposes, of course…