Warm Fuzzy jar

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Since becoming a big sister Beth has needed a bit more of an incentive to practice her listening skills.  My catch phrase of recent has been “Am I talking to myself?” or “Beth, are you listening to me?”. At times it is utterly frustrating, particularly when it comes to her or Arthur’s safety.  I did some research and few mama bloggers have used a warm fuzzy jar.  I don’t really agree with negative discipline.  Far too often in Glasgow you see parents smacking there child for hitting another child.  Really were is the logic in that?   And in the past we had used a time out corner but we found it was distressing Beth beyond the reason we had put her there, and we had done it more because we needed a time out from her.  She isn’t the type of child to throw a temper tantrum.  In fact when Beth is tired or feeling one of the typical emotions that lead to a tantrum, she becomes the worlds biggest whinger. (Here is the best definition of this word if you don’t use it)  A day long of whinging can lead to a very long, exhausting day.  So the warm fuzzy jar has been a true blessing.  She gets two every morning for going to bed the night before without any drama and one for eating every meal with out issue.  These are two areas where she needs the most incentive.  Then other fuzzes are awarded for being helpful and so on.  And on the other side if she doesn’t listen or do what is asked then after a warning a fuzzy is taken away.  It is simple but, my goodness, it has been a miracle! Once she understood the rules she was even starting to do more than I had asked in the hope that I might give her another warm fuzzy.  And after 5 weeks that empty pickle jar was finally filled to the top this morning.

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I have had this fabric hand embroidered envelope for a long time but couldn’t find any real use for it.  So now it is pinned to my kitchen wall and is the perfect place to store the warm fuzzies.

Have you ever read Katie Morag? We love her in our house. Katie Morag is feisty and good fun, and I like that every page has lots of detailed art work. Also, her siblings wear cloth nappies, Grannie Island is a strong female role model like my Mother, and Mrs M’Coll breast feeds her babes, so the books are a bit like our home life. My mother used to read these books to me and, 29 years later, Katie Morag is still adored in our family. Beth always asks if we could one day go to the Island of Struay To visit her. My darling girl! As a treat for filling her jar to the top she picked Island Stories and it is so special.

Something in the air

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This summer has been blissful but I am glad it is slowly creeping towards Autumn.  Out of all the seasons, Autumn is my favorite. I love collecting crisp fallen leaves, the cooler evenings, knitted babes wrapped in wool, warming chai tea, and the sense of everything slowing down.  The smell of decaying leaves, candles, and excitement in the air on Halloween or the smoky bonfire on Guy Fawkes Night, is something truly magical.

Summer so far

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Argh! I can’t believe ho long it has been since I last blogged.  Its been a full on summer and I haven’t stopped to write down anything.  This really bugs me because I wanted to record what we’ve been doing so I could look back fondly on the memories in the cold dark winter months.  But, alas, my Mother did remind me I was awful at keeping a dairy when I was small and had much more time, so I should be aware of this. 

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Anyway, self criticism aside it was been a really special summer.  The days have been long, warm, and beautiful, and the company has been just as enjoyable.  Our garden is looking fantastic considering I’ve never grown anything other than mold (and children I suppose)  I am looking forwards to using the fruit and veg, chocolate and beetroot cake you say?

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On the knitting front little hats and cardigans have been flying off the needles. I couldn’t get into knitting much for Arthur when he was in my womb.  I was working too much and was frankly exhausted, but I have made up for it in the last few months.  Beth’s birthday is at the end of September and I am going to be starting her annual knitted “something” to wear in the next few days once I have finished Arthur’s cardigan.  Baby knits are so much easier, huh?

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This hat is aged 6-12 months but my 3 month old boy has a HUGE head!  I really liked knitting this hat because it is easy, fast, and looks so sweet on even the bigger of babies heads.Image

Oh my goodness, I love this picture!  Arthur looks disgusted at Graham’s burger.  Almost like he is thinking “Yuck! I’ll never eat anything like THAT!”

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Almost off the needles is Arthur’s sweet garter yoke cardigan.  I love this colour on Arthur and It’s very similar to the one he wears just now.

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Graham’s home brewed craft beers are ready to drink now and we have 36 pints of lovely beer to enjoy.  Graham reminded me to stop saying “ours” because I didn’t actually help him make it but I’m sure I gave, umm, emotional support.  I certainly watched him do all the work….. 

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