So today we told boy about the dino’s. For those of you who don’t know every November we enjoy a bit of fun called Dinovember. Our toy dino’s get up to all sorts of mischief (throwing loo roll around the living room, squirting toothpaste around the bathroom sink, painting dinos footprints around the kitchen, etc) and occasionally constructive things (building lego dino jail’s or folding the washing). It’s an idea that we found on Facebook a few years ago but an American couple (Refe and Susa Tuma), who ended up writing a book What the Dinosaurs Did Last Night.

So anyway we have been having great fun over the part few years coming up with mischief for the Dino’s. However, as our children have grown up this seemingly innocently bit of fun has turned into a bit of a poison chalice. You see our son would go to school sooooo excited about what the dino’s had done and he just wanted to tell all his friends. His friends having never heard of our fun (and lets be honest, Why would they?)  don’t believe him, and have been telling him he’s wrong, that we are moving the dino’s (which of course we are but, hey don’t spoil the fun). Anyway, it just went a bit to far. So we made the decision and told him. It’s us.

He took it really well, he was surprised but not upset which was a relief. What he did really enjoy was to create his own scene, for his little sister. He could not wait to place the Dino’s in his very own, Dino’s mischief scenario. This was fun and wonderful to share this joy with him, but I feel like thats another piece of his childhood in past. It makes me a little sad. I honestly didn’t expect this to be a hard step, a growing up step but it is. A little piece of childhood magic has left our house but his responsibility to continue the magic for his sister has started.




When I was 12

When I was 12 I went on holiday with my family.

When I was 12 we went to Bruge in Belgium.

tyne cot

When I was 12 we visited Tyne Cot Commonwealth War Graves Cemetery to remember those who were lost.

When I was 12 we visited the Menin Gate to remember those who were missing.

When I was 12 we visited a war trench which scared me to my core.

When I was 12 we visited a field where farmers were still ploughing up shells and sometimes bombs from the war.

When I was 12 I went away and returned home. They didn’t.

I will remember and pray for a peaceful future.

Revisiting Something

I went through a stage of knitting like crazy a few years ago but this year I just haven’t touched my knitting needles. I have haven’t had the energy or an idea of what to knit. The kids didn’t need any hats, gloves or scarves. I was knitting a nativity set but got stuck in a real fiddly bit, I my stubbornness I didn’t want to start a different project until I had finished that one. So basically I haven’t knitted.

Recently, I actually managed to finish the nativity project! It felt good to finish it! And now I have embarked upon a big project, making myself a jumper. Not sure I’m ever going to finish it but its fun starting a new project and getting back into a hobby that I enjoy.

Is there a hobby that you would like to pick up again?