S: What are you cooking, Mam?

Me: Rice and bean stew

S (looking truly disappointed): But rice makes me boring....

Me: If anything rice will make you more interesting as it's a nice centered grain, it'll help you think more clearly

S (walking away): I'm bored already...

He's 3. He'll go far.

Have finally accepted that my still 6 month old baby no longer fits into 6-9 month old clothes any more. Keeping him in them will, well, just rip them...

Where did he come from? Weighed him this morning. 20lb. 20lb! Anya was only 17lb 3oz on her first birthday...and Huw's not 7 months yet.

He is cute though, and incredibly happy and content. Except when he's hungry.... guess that explains the 20lb.

Sonny's turn:

I want to go to Greenwood.

I am Sonny.

I want to go o Greenwood now, Mam.

I am 3.

I like trains. I like ducks. I don't like swans because they peck.

How do you stop the telephone ringing?

How can you make a crocodile stop snapping his teeth?

How can a balloon pop into the sky?

Why have you got orange and blue and how can orange and blue mix up?

How can you stop me hitting Mammy with a balloon?

I want to go to Greenwood right now. I like the big rollercoaster and the big slide.

Anya is at school and I'm Betty the caterpillar. Poke my foot.

How did Sonny eat all of his apple?

Hmmm, stream of a 3 year old conscious....

Sun is shining, birds are singing, snow hanging on in the gullies and the stream is still frozen... what a wonderful day.