Cakes in 2012 – Antarctic theme

My mother in law is a big kid. I don’t think she’ll ever really grow up. And that’s what we all love about her! She loves sailing, and penguins and whales. And has been to Antarctica twice (how lucky is she!). So I decided to combine all of those things in a cake for her birthday last year. And I got to muck around with fondant again, yay!

I covered the cake in white fondant to look like an iceberg. Then wrapped some blue pieces around the base as water (maybe squint a little when you look at the photo!). M-I-L has three kids, so I made three funny looking penguins. And of course a whale squirting out some water to top it all off!



It’s been a long time since I studied maths. In fact it’s not much more than a distant memory {along with pretty much anything that happened more than five minutes years ago – I’m a bit of a gold fish!} My 9 year old DLT1 came home all excited last week with a note offering places in a before school maths club for her year group. So we signed her up, and got her to school this morning half an hour earlier than usual. I’m pretty sure I should be in the running for some kind of medal for that effort. 😉 The fact that I was unshowered, unbrushed, and not completely dressed is beside the point!

She enjoyed the session, and showed us some homework she’d been given. I read the question, and had a flash back to high school algebra. Feeling pretty confident I got out a pen and paper and started working it out. Hubs was feeling more than a little smug cos he thought he had worked it out already – in his head no less! I didn’t believe that for a second. I’m pretty sure I’m better at maths than him.

Here’s how the question went.


And here’s my really clever working out. I got there – eventually. And after a lot of fluffing about. I’m not sure how they expected 9 year olds to figure out a maths problem using high school level algebra and simultaneous equations. Funny thing is she did work it out though. And with a lot less messing about.


Sometimes I think I make things a little bit more difficult than I need to! Ah, the story of my life! 😉

Spare Change


Driving home from an appointment today, I was on my way to pick the kids up from school. While I waited at some traffic lights I watched a young man walking along the row of cars, offering to clean their windscreens. He passed car after car, making his way down the line. No-one wanted their windows cleaned today. I was ready to make eye contact and shake my head too. But he glanced away at the crucial moment, and before I knew it he had squirted water my windscreen and started wiping.

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Three steps forward…

…and two steps back. That seems to be the direction our lives have taken over the past several months. Our three kids had finally reached an age where we didn’t have to worry quite so much about leaving sharp or hot things near the edge of the kitchen bench. Didn’t have to panic about breakable items being within reach. And we no longer had to make sure we’d closed a baby gate so a tiny person wouldn’t hurt themselves on the staircase.

We had sold the baby gate, and started putting stuff wherever we pleased. Oh, the freedom! Such a simple thing that we take for granted when we don’t share a house with small children. Then we had to have our beloved old golden retriever put to sleep after she started having seizures. It seemed strange not having a dog in the house. And she had been such a good dog, no bother really. Only wanted for a pat, a meal and a walk.

So we decided to get a puppy. I informed Hubs that as he had chosen our previous dog, it was my turn to choose this time. And I was keen to get a different breed. Hubs, on the other hand, had only ever known one type of dog his whole life. So somehow we ended up agreeing to get two dogs. Two puppies that is. Sigh. We had obviously blocked out of our minds what it’s like to have a puppy in the house, let alone two of the little devils!


Since then we’ve bought a new baby gate, and had too many piddles (and quite a few poops) on the floor to count. That’s why we got the baby gate actually – to keep our furry little man off the carpets that he decided were his personal toilet. Anything left within reach of our by now quite tall dogs is fair game to be grabbed and taken outside to be chewed. Including a brand new earring. You don’t ever want to have to collect and sift through poops looking for hidden treasure, believe me!

So that’s the state of our home at the moment. Three young kids freshly out of the baby/toddler/preschool stages, and two young dogs making sure we don’t ever get any ideas about having a fourth child. 😉 I am sooo going to adopt an older dog next time!