Tick tock...

My daughter has just turned 4 and after spending months talking about what she can do at 4 she is now set her sights on turning 5. (I fear it's going to be a long year!) As soon as she grasped the concept of time she has been plotting and planning - time means doing things she likes and she doesn't wait for things to happen she will find something else to do in the meantime, whilst badgering me with questions. 'Is it tomorrow yet?', 'What time is it now?', 'Are we there yet?', 'Now?'. Of course I will steadily reply 'No, not yet, later.' 'Ok mum.' and off she runs.

I can remember being young and wanting to be older but I was happy to wait until I got there. There was no great rush, I had plenty of time. Now faced with being in a 37 year old body with a head still stuck in 1998 I am very aware of running out of time. All the things I want to do I can't quite do quick enough. And I think back to the 20 something me who had all the time in the world and feel like giving her a kick up the butt and tell her to get a move on. It's not that I'm afraid of getting old, I just want to be able to look back whilst sitting in my beach hut and know that I've achieved what I wanted to.

Ignore me, I'm having a mini mid life crises, I will be over it tomorrow :D

(PS. I have 2 hours and 25 minutes before I have to pick her up from playgroup, so what shall I do first....

Chill

I was hoping to show you pics of our trip to the beach at the weekend but sadly my camera died and I can't get the photos off until I get a more up to date card reader. So we will have to make do with a pic from my trusty old camera phone of the pebbles I bought back for now.

Despite the death of my camera it was a fab day out, we found a stretch of beach as yet untainted by nasty amusement arcades and doughnut stands but adorned with gorgeous little beach huts and the cutest little lighthouse I think I've ever seen.

It's not often I find a place that tugs away at me but I am already pining to go back. I can see myself retiring in one of those beach huts with a little radio, a whistling kettle and a huge pile of books to read.

Oh and don't forget the chocolate biscuits.

What you looking for?

Toads.

Oh. Can you see any?

Don't be silly mummy, toads can't fly!

Of course. *sigh*

The little things...

I've been so busy lately I hardly had time to catch my breath. The two weeks off for easter has reminded me I need to slow down a bit and enjoy life a little. I never used to be such a workaholic so I'm not sure how it happened! So I have decided to cut back on things and allow myself to say no occasionally.

Anya brought home a pocket stuffed full of daisies yesterday and was so disappointed when she realsied they were dying. Ten minutes in a tea glass full of water soon fixed that. In September she will be off to school full time so making the most of these few hours we have together every afternoon should be my priority before they are gone for good.

Spring Break - snapshots

Happy Birthday Beautiful

love mum xxxx

...and breathe...

I'm pleased to say I made it to the Handm@de Cambridge Fair and out the other side, weary but happy. The fair was lovely, not least because it was in my home town which meant no struggling with big bags on packed underground trains and wondering if I have the energy to make it back home again.

With the magazine completed in time it felt like a job well down and I can relax over easter, catch up with all the little jobs and spend time with the family. And do nothing. If I want to.

The next task is to get all my new cards photographed and onto my website but it can wait a few more days...

UK Handmade Spring 2009

Our beautiful Spring Issue of UKhandmade is now available to view over at the website - http://ukhandmade.co.uk/main - enjoy!