"Oh, hello Michael," Freya said conversationally to a man in the entrance of M&S food hall. A man clearly not called Michael. He looked bemused. I smiled, a little apologetically, and gave a shrug that was meant to convey: "No idea what she's on about. Kids, eh!" Mark turned to me with a frown and said: … Continue reading Life with a two-year-old (it’s a bit surreal).
Standing at the sink doing the mountain of washing up (valuable insight into my glamorous life there), I was thinking about what to write to mark Freya's second birthday. The trouble was, every sentence that popped into my head sounded clichéd - and while I actually don't know how she can be two already and she is … Continue reading A recipe for free-from birthday cake (…and maybe motherhood).
When I'd completed the annual purge of toys ahead of Freya second birthday tomorrow she still had enough to fill her own toy shop - although, it has to be said, the majority of them are pre-loved.
"I'm going to bake her a birthday cake," I announced grandly to no one in particular. "A Frozen-themed one." I had a win on her first birthday because her great grandma, a renowned cake maker within the family, said she would bake her a (free-from) cake. As you can see from the first photo, it looked … Continue reading Adventures in baking: is it ok to say it’s the thought that counts?