Drama queen...

Daddy: "Emily, who is your favourite Daddy?"
Emily: "Mummy."

Funny. Our daughter is definitely funny. She also does angry, stubborn, happy, crying, sad, thoughtful, pensive, sulky, brave and a whole host of other emotions. She's got them all down to a fine art. RADA awaits. Her acting ability is legion and growing by the week. It's a theatrical delight. The supreme being is truly a drama queen.

 Pensive daughter

  Sad daughter

 Desperately sad daughter

Braveface daughter

De Niro daughter

 Supremely angelic daughter

Toddler Art...

Toddlers love art. And so does Emily. Her birthday easel from Nana and Baba, and her bug-making kit from Grandma and Grandad, all went down a treat. She loves finger-painting, drawing and colouring pictures, pasting and sticking things, folding and ripping paper. In fact anything that generally involves getting messy and creative.

In the artistic zone

Now all this creative mess making might make for a mucky supreme being, but art activities are great for toddlers (and for Dad's too). They help toddlers get used to new textures and learn how paint and paper can be moved and manipulated. They are great for developing fine motor skills and help little ones use their fingers and feet to express thoughts, experiences and ideas. They also help Daddy spend quality time with his daughter in an environment when it really doesn't matter how bad his drawing is. In fact it sometimes makes his art making look positively good. And often all he's only really there for is to hold the pen tops, so it comes well within his artistic skill level. Bonus.

At a young age, children are still learning about shapes and lines. You can ask Emily to draw anything and she will. It just might not quite look like it in a literal representational sense. A tad more abstract perhaps. But rest assured if the supreme being says it’s a tree - then it most definitely is a tree! A woe betide anyone caught doubting the supreme being...

 Painting face and hands

 From left to right: Daddy, Emily and Mummy

(Daddy did the first and last, Emily did herself)

Supremely 2...

So where did that time go? On 2nd November Emily was 2 years old. What an amazing 2 years but boy have they flown in! To celebrate we invited all the family around for what will also be the last bash before we leave our home in Glasgow. (We're going to a hopefully short rent in Lenzie before we move to our final new destination. More of that story in due course.) The Rooke side had a very valid exeat due to extreme distance, but the Gurneys and Gediks arrived in force, complete with hats that were the order of the day from the birthday girl...

 Yep - they're all related

And yep - he's related too

And so the supreme being seemed to enjoy her 2nd birthday. She was excited at the presence of her 'young' cousins, looked a little bemused at all the present opening whilst some of those same cousins got stuck in, and exhibited some 'terrible twos' behaviour right on cue if things got a bit much. Her candle blowing had improved and will hopefully be perfected by the time she is 3. Bless her. It really was a grand old day though, and a fine way to end some lovely memories of Thornwood Terrace.

Videoclip: Supremely 2

 'Scary' Cousin

 'Posh' Cousin

 'Baby' Cousin

 'Ginger' Cousin

 The other one

 Enjoying new birthday easel

Gediks, Gurneys and Rookes: A year on from the last photo like this

Sr. Cerdo va a España

"Allo, Mr Orse" said Peeg. "Hello, Mr Peeg" said Horse.

"Do you like 'olidays?" said Peeg. "Yes" said Horse.

"Then let's go to Spain" said Peeg. "Yes" said Horse.

And so they went. Along with little Emily, Mummy and Daddy. And when I say they went with them, I mean they went everywhere with them. And everywhere that Peeg went. So Daddy had to go - with his mock French Peeg accent. And everywhere that Peeg and Daddy went, so went Horse and little Emily - with her cute 2 year old accent. Peeg and Horse helped overcome any difficulties that Spain presented. Peeg particularly did a lot of convincing, cajoling and coercing. It worked, after a fashion. Well, that and Disney's Frozen for the flights.

 Stunning Murcia from Sierra Espuna national park

The supreme being made lots of new friends in Spain. Robert and Catriona (wonderful friends who put up with us for a week) had 3 cats, Tiddles, Puss Puss and Fatty, and a resident Peahen who Emily named Big Bird (or Bad Bird - we weren't sure which). As is becoming a holiday tradition, Emily did her best to terrorise these poor creatures for the week. Robert and Catriona seemed to survive as well. In fact, by the end of the week everyone was living together in almost perfect harmony, despite the havoc the supreme being can wreak with her toddler's will of iron. The animal highlight was the purchase of a rubber snake on some string which kept all the animals and Emily amused for hours going round and round the house.

 

 Big, Bad Bird

 Puss, Puss spent most of the week hiding from Emily in the tree

 Tiddles and Big Bird playing chase the snake

Robert and Catriona were fantastic hosts and we had a really, really relaxing and enjoyable time. There were trips to the beach at Mazarron and the mountains in Sierra Espuna. There was watching the sunrise and sunset from their veranda overlooking Murcia. There were adventures in the gorge at nearby Estrecho de la Arboleja, history at the tower in Aledo, and beauty at the converted Monasterio Santa Eulalia. There was stunning scenery, book reading by the pool, gastronomic delights including the most expensive fish I have ever bought (Bacalao), and a little indulgence of the local brews. But most of all was some lovely conversation and fun, fun, times with a healthy dose of R&R, and the cementing of a friendship and meeting of minds with Robert and Catriona. Thanks to them both for such a wonderful welcome and a brilliant stay. Emily especially loved the Zumba with Catriona!

 Videoclip: Zumba-tastic

 Sunrise from the verandah

 'Hosts of the Year' - Robert and Catriona

 Obligatory holiday ice cream

 'The Bare Necessities' - an instant hit

Pool strumming

 Toddler chain at Estrecho de la Arboleja

 No fear

 The view from El Balcon

Rookes on tour

 The local hostelry at Monasterio Santa Eulalia

Local town of Aledo

Views from the tower (part 1)

 Views from the tower (part 2)

 Well rehearsed for the beach after Wales

Sand, sea and mountains

 Murcian sky at night

 Friends strolling in Sierra Espuna

 A supreme being in supreme happiness

Temporal shifts...

Since I have been responsible for the upbringing of a supreme being, it has never ceased to amaze me how little 'time' I now have. I remember having evenings. Evenings where I could cook a wonderful meal if I chose. Evenings where I could fritter time away mending things or watching the latest film release. Now an evening lasts roughly between 9.15pm and 9.45pm. That's the 30 minutes after putting the supreme being to bed and finishing those things on the 'must do' list (the 'could do' list having being thrown out some while ago), and before collapsing exhausted into bed. And it doesn't take much to throw those 30 minutes right out the window.

Those were the 30 minutes when the blog was often written. And it seems the last 4 weeks have seen a temporal shift which used all those 30 minutes with a trip to Banchory to see Nana and Baba; a trip to High Wycombe to see the Southern Rookes for my niece's 18th (another temporal shift of a different kind); a very bad tooth infection for Mummy; and, quite crucially in eating up all our time, was selling our flat and being left with the daunting prospect of homelessness to use up the spare minutes desperately searching for a place to rent before we went on holiday at the end of October. We did it...just. With only a few hours to spare. It really doesn't take a lot to use up the little time you have left when you have an increasingly active and defiant nearly 2 year-old supreme being in tow. So apologies for the delay, but in my little families hierarchy of needs sorting a roof over our head became Daddy's number one priority. Below is a photo archive for the last 4 weeks to keep you up to speed with the life of Rookes. Normal business will hopefully resume with the next post about our trip to Spain.

 Blending in with nature

 Playground fun (Part 1)

 All aboard with Nana and Baba

 Out-swinging Nana

 Playground fun (Part 2)

Crazy bouncing space hoppers

 The Southern Rookes

 A giggling birthday girl with Grandma and Grandad

 Chloe with her best-looking uncle

18 years old - where did the years go?