Bring on the girls...

Room for another little one?

There's a lot of girls in my life, and with any luck there'll soon be another one - so watch this space... But in the meantime - I've been trying to figure out some fundamental girl-based questions:

1. How do girls all seem to end up enjoying dressing up as 'princesses' not 'pirates', no matter how hard you try to avoid it?
2. And how do they also seem to all end up liking red and pink, no matter how much you try to colour control your life?
3. And why is ballet so appealing to young girls no matter how much you role model your best funk steps?

It seems there are some things that are just really hard to control in today's world, despite the best attempts to bring gender neutrality. I guess it's a bit like trying to stop all boys playing with swords and soldiers. I do remember in my years in Africa though it wasn't quite so clear cut, so clearly some of it is to do with the trappings of our modern lives.

All princessed up again

Emily loves her cousins Rosie and Abbie, and we recently descended on North Berwick for Rosie's 10th birthday (where did those years go!). As usual we had a grand old time and the girls just get along so well it makes life easy for us all. The birthday was a big success and the delight on the face of Rosie when she opened her telescope from John's Dad was a face that says a thousand words. Truly lovely...

 Cousinly love

 Telescopic delight

 More telescopic delight

 10 candles and a lot of blowing

The weather was grand, so Dad's and girls hit the beach for sandcastles and rock jumping. And our trip to North Berwick means we got to bring back Emily's new winter wardrobe. Endless hand-me-downs mean the Supreme Being has a plentiful free stockpile of clothes...enough to pass on to a little sister.

 All the big girls got in on the action

 Flying supreme across the sand

Trying on all the winter wardrobe at once

The next few weeks are big ones for us on the adoption front. So fingers crossed and send us your positive vibes that they all go well. Will keep you posted blogging stylee...

Banchory firsts...

Banchory from on high

And so following on from the hectic family weekend in Crieff, we managed to squeeze a couple of nights in our own beds before depositing ourselves on the in-laws once more in Banchory. They'd seen us coming though and had a couple of prior commitments - so we had to fend for ourselves for once! Emily wouldn't let Nana and Baba get away that easily though and she still ran them ragged when she got the chance...

We still managed a fun-packed 4 days though - with the usual trips to Drum and Crathes Castle, garden centres and coffee shops, playparks galore and other adventures. The supreme being was once again in her element. We discovered hill-rolling which was a hit, and she even went solo on her pedal bike for the first time (if only for a few metres). This highlight was only topped by Emily's first hill ascent - Scolty Hill at 299m. Not bad for someone with tiny legs :-). It was a slightly drawn out affair along the lines of the first 10 mins going well, then tiredness kicked in, then chocolate kicked in, then burst of sugar-induced energy to summit, then chocolate crash at summit, then minor grumping on way down with parental distracting techniques tested to limit, to a final 10 minutes of world-ending tiredness and tears. Followed by immediate perking up with the promise of lunch. Not that dissimilar to some of my munro efforts really.

 Showing Emily how it's done

 And then she was off!

 Competitive outdoor snakes and ladders

 A born winner!

Videoclip: Hill-rolling

 The first great ascent commences

Still enjoying it 10 minutes in

First summit success (albeit we look happier than the Supreme Being)!

Nana-tastic...

A wonderful thing is a Nana,

A Nana's a wonderful thing,

She's lovely, smiley, kind and cheery

She's always fun, fun, fun.

But the most wonderful thing about Nana is...

She's the only one :-)

All the grandkids (and us big kids) love Nana. She really is one of a kind. It was her 70th Birthday recently, but you'd never believe she was 70 given the never-ending energy she has. I really hope I have as much energy and joie de vivre when I am 70 - it's just infectious when you're around her.

It seems she was always fun!

And for her grand birthday we all celebrated in grand style with a weekend away at Crieff Hydro. It was another wonderful Gedik affair with plenty of food, laughter and special memories. The grandkids loved it, and they're just at a great age for all getting along together. Most importantly Nana loved it too. The sun shone pretty much all weekend, we smiled the whole time, and there was even some very special slow dancing. 

A very Happy Birthday to a wonderfully young lady :-).

 Joining in the fun pt 1

 Joining in the fun pt 2

 Mum and Daughters

Nana and Grandkids

Nana and Supreme Being

Videoclip: Slow dance special

Fruits of our labours...

Spoiler alert: If you don't like gardening then don't read on...

Way back in March the Supreme Being and I started a project to transform the garden. We planted many, many, many plants. There was lupins, delphiniums, phlox and gaillardia. There was rudbeckia, heleniums, eryngium and echinacea. And that was just a few of the flowers that got planted...There was plums, apples, cherries, kale, spinach and beans. And that was just some of the fruit and veg. We hacked, dug, transplanted, raked and watered. And that was just some of the toil we put in.

But do you know what? It nearly all grew :-). And this summer has been an bountiful display of colour and tasty delights. Each week has seen a different slant on what is an ever-changing picture. I'm hooked.

And it's got me thinking...there could be so much more to be done. I think the fruits of this years labours are just the start of our gardening odyssey. Gardener's Question Time here we come :-).

 The cottage garden in the making

 And the wildflower meadow wasn't bad either

Me and ma garden helper

Infestation...

It all started a few weeks ago when we visited a lovely little fairy village in the woods near Killearn. It was really quite magical and educational at the same time. We learnt all about fairies - that they like shiny things and buttons - and that whenever you smell strawberries it means that fairies have been near. We saw where they live and found out all about their names, and how different each fairy can be. We got to write letters to the fairies and we even got to make a wish at the magic tree. It was all really rather lovely...

 Doors for Big and Wee People

 Posting letters to the Fairies

 The Fairy Village

 Wishes floating away

A story-telling fairy

And then it all went a bit awry. It appears one of the sneaky little people must have snuck into our car for the ride back. And then it appears they decided to make themselves at home. I wouldn't mind that much but they've made some pretty big holes in the skirting boards to get in and out and they keep pilfering all the paper clips and other shiny things around the house. Emily loves them so at least she's happy, but we are starting to become infested by them (three so far but we've only been introduced to one - Nixie).

Unasked for visitors they might be but the supreme being is definitely besotted. She writes letters with questions every night and rushes towards the fairy doors in the morning to find out the answers. She even asked Nixie to help find her missing finger light - which magically appeared the next morning. Beautiful! But let's hope they don't completely take over or we really will be away with the fairies...

 Holes in the boards, now fairy doors

The latest message to Nixie

Twisting your words...

Emily's development continues apace. Every time we go somewhere new or do something different she seems to take a developmental leap. Last week she went to see the cousins, and when I spoke to her on the phone on the second day, it was like speaking to a different child. It's amazing to watch her grow and develop like that.

Along with speaking comes questions. The endless 'why' causes great hilarity in the house, and sometimes we throw it back to her to see what she says. Her curiosity it seems is limitless - and demonstrates that she is beginning to understand that there is a reason for everything - except it appears there isn't a reason good enough for eating anything apart from carbohydrates. Anyway her enthusiasm to learn extended to Mummy explaining all about democracy, countries and politics for the best part of 6 hours on our journey back from Birmingham. It was fascinating listening in. Let's hope she grows up in a world where these things still matter.

Still, not everything is always questions in the supreme beings' world. Being three and a half brings with it its' own frustrations, and at times her will of iron can pose for some interesting stand offs. It's hard not to laugh as quite often she can sulk or strop in a very cute way, but then there's also the times when it's hard not to cry as she can test your patience. All in all, she's lovely though, and bright as a button which is just simply wonderful to be around. Although some words just keep on eluding her...

 Santa by Emily

Angry face by Emily

Portrait of Wee Rabbit

Videoclip: Cucumber

A new house...

The daily ice creams continued

And so we came to the final campsite near St Malo, and a real treasure it was too. Our final days of le grand trip were spent soaking up the last rays of sun, enjoying the swimming pool (or land swimming which Emily invented), gorging on cheese, bread and all the other culinary delights that France has to offer. We took it fairly easy, as the campsite was very family friendly, with animals to feed and a playpark, on top of the swimming pool and plentiful games that were around. I even managed a quick trip to the supermarket to stock up for the next few months :-).

 Chillin' out campervan stylee

 Competitive 'Hungry Hippos'

 Crashed out after 20 lengths of land swimming

A bientôt mon beau pays

And so we arrived at a pitstop for a few days in Birmingham at my parents. I still had my hat and we were still singing our holiday song, so all was well with the world. But how could that be made better? By Grandma and Grandad giving Emily a new house, in fact my sister's old one. This was one excited supreme being.

 What could possibly be underneath there?

 Transfixed in anticipation

 That is one happy face

And away she goes