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Papercraft, Prime and Pteranodons

kitchen counter dusty with icing sugar
perfect recipe of vanilla buttercream swirled in the mixer
gobs of tissue paper, piled up toothpicks of Wilton deep red and royal blue
kids bent over with laughter and giggles
sugar highs from too much cake
late night papercraft ventures and conversations with your lifelong best friend
of how you will never attempt such a crazy thing again
yet knowing full well that you’ll go ahead and do it anyway and crazier the next time round

three hugs a day for long life
three cheers each meal for birthday celebrations

and three glorious reasons and persons to celebrate life with for life.


He squares his shoulders
Walking tall to school in his new shirt of blue
So much like his father
So much his own little man too

The children sit in a row
Reciting their lesson with their teacher on tiled floor
And I catch his face light up aglow
As we sneak him a wink round the frame of the door

It’s a wonderful day for a birthday
All together now, smile for a picture
“How old are you now, God bless you today”
It’s a great month to turn a grand four!

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In my world: Birthday love

Everything’s been different
All the day long,
Lovely things have happened,
Nothing has gone wrong.

Nobody has scolded me,
Everyone has smiled.
Isn’t it delicious
To be a birthday child?

~ The Birthday Child, by Rose Fyleman

Icing on the cake

“All the girls in my class, when it’s their birthday, they wear a dress.”

Dress, check.
Cupcakes, check.
Goodie bags, check.
Candles and lighter, check.

School birthdays. It’s a milestone for both me and her.

The kitchen counter’s a sweet, buttery, happy, creamy girly-pink melty mess.  And so’s my heart.

In my world: First week of school

Shoes. Socks. Hankies. Water bottles. Uniforms.

Dawn. Alarm clock. Rousing. Stirring.

Toothbrush. Toothpaste. Too much (oops!). Gargling.

Breakfast. Change. Hurry flurry fasterly quickly. Goodbyes.

And off they go.

My daughter – confident big sister, eager to introduce her little brother to her teachers.

My son – in his still-room-to-grow new uniform, pulling cheeky faces at me, thinking nothing of classes and only of the playground.

The beginning of a brand new year of school, and routine.


Sometimes in the middle of cleaning the rooms, I discover little gems left behind by the children. This Friday series was started with the intention of celebrating the imagination and creativity in a young child’s world…and hoping that it’ll bring a little ray of inspiration and joy to your day, as it does mine.

Preschooler Art: 3D

The dawn of 3D…

Kids Say: Do as I say, not as I do?

“Son, you didn’t tell me you needed to go pee!” 

“Mummy, you didn’t tell me when you need to pee.”