Another Visit From The Tooth Fairy

Amritsar has had 2 loose teeth as of late and this afternoon the first of those said teeth came out, taking her grand total to 4 at this point! John has just crept up to their bedroom and brought back down a letter addressed to the ‘Tooth Fairy’! She’s not asking for too much is she!

Now filled out and coloured in (as requested), the letter has now made its way back up to the top floor with a shiny new £1 coin.

On an unrelated matter, I have a little update on Thor who has behaved overall pretty well as of late. However, his behaviour pre bedtime tonight has been absolutely appalling. He firstly lashed out at his brother Caleb and then went on to throw his tablet across the room. The screams that were heard after that – well, I do not have words. So, Master Thor has no iPad privileges tomorrow. He even had the bare cheek to scream ‘Naughty Dadda, Naughty Dadda’ at me whilst he screamed and lashed out yet more! All quiet up there now since they went up.

Getting late here. Bedtime soon for Daddy and Dadda. Stay safe and try to smile a little please! I know it is hard in these unprecedented times.

Today Is Just Another Day

Now, I tend to skip breakfast. Yes I know it’s the most important meal of the day, so they say! But the children enjoyed their usual 2 bowls of breakfast cereal. We tend to do ‘baked’ goods at the weekends. Though every day is seeming pretty much like every other day at this point. It’s Friday isn’t it? Yes, Amritsar has just confirmed that it is! She’s very good like that.

Screen time has mellowed them all this morning. Tara and Amritsar have done a number of their school tasks, though Tara is overall trying to avoid completing some of hers. The girls sat in the kitchen with me to do their read a book a day challenge. They are both very good readers, though I am constantly amazed with Amritsar. I think that her academic nature will take her far.

Anyhow, I’m just sterilising 5 x 318ml jars of Dadda’s homemade, home grown grape jelly. I froze plenty of juice in the autumn as well as crabapple juice and apple pulp. I foolishly do not label much of the food that finds its way into the freezer, so it’s always a guessing game as to what I have actually retrieved. And today was no exception. Last night I defrosted apple pulp to help gel this afternoon’s new replacement black cherry jam and I thought that I was making a few jars of crabapple jelly this morning! Now, my sense of taste and smell isn’t the best so I asked Amritsar if the juice was crabapple or grape. Definitely crabapple she exclaimed. Well, 10 minutes into boiling my juice and sugar (equal amounts) I noticed that the jam mixture still looked very liquid! I freaked! ‘Its grape isn’t it’ I muttered to myself. So I quickly grabbed 400g of the apple pulp and stirred it into my mixture. Silly Dadda, but I thought clever enough to realise my folly, given my experience in the gelling abilities of my jams. As you know I do not use any expensive shop purchased pectin. Just apple pulp and lemon juice for Dadda’s jams and jellies!

I might write up both recipes for you tomorrow. But please be sure that both of these are very sexy jams and are best kept from the little ones and enjoyed solely by us grownups. The black cherry one is particularly good on chocolate ice cream with a splash of double cream. Though in fairness to the children, I did use the final jar on their chocolate ganache birthday cake. I don’t have a particularly sweet tooth, but Wow, that cake was ‘to die for’!

A lunch of chicken samosas and poppadoms was had with a good squeeze of Heinz tomato ketchup. Just as they would have been enjoyed in India! Yes, tomato ketchup is the perfect condiment for such a tasty and moorish lunch!

Magical Moments

As you know, I certainly capture plenty of memorable moments with my family. But I guess they become memorable the minute that they are filmed. But what about magical moments?

My ear pods arrived in the post this morning. I was quite excited! Just one word really and that is BLISS!

I am presently sat in the living room on the sofa. I am listening to All Angels rendition of Mozart’s Canzonett Sill’ aria. And here I sit besides Gracie our dotty, doating Dalmatian. Wow, Mozart really could spin a tune, couldn’t he?

Gracie is lightly pawing me. It must be close to the dogs dinnertime, though she does the same when she wants her tummy rubbed.

I’m quite oblivious to the children in this moment. Tara and Aaliyah sit in front of the broken games cupboard smiling and laughing at Daddy’s iPad. Thor and Caleb are both also smiling, completely transfixed with Thor’s iPad. Both looking as if they are being helpful with one another and looking inquiring with the game that they are playing. Amritsar is kneeling at the coffee table drawing characters from her favourite television program. Daddy sits at the living room table, now his home office, head buried in his work and laptop combined. Did I say that I cannot hear anything, the music is bliss?

Amritsar realises that I cannot hear her – she is smiling. Now coming over! I am nodding my head and trying to look vaguely at her stare. Thor has just jumped down from where he sits and is also walking over. Caleb has started screaming, though I cannot hear him. Remus has blocked Amritsar’s path, himself making his way over to remind me that it is the dogs dinnertime. Thor has managed to establish himself on my lap, his iPad in hand. The song has finished, the moment gone!

Better get the dogs dinner and our lunch sorted for the troops. I enjoyed my magical moment!

Daddy and Dadda’s Dinner

How does a midweek roast leg of lamb sound? Well that was just devoured by us both with gusto! But a whole leg of lamb for two leaves plenty for a repeat tomorrow night or just roughly chop into cubes and place in a couple of freezer bags with a good amount of lemon juice, garlic, ginger, chilli and salt. Marinate for 48hrs in the fridge and freeze for later use in curries or stews.

Last nights dinner however came from the freezer! A pre-frozen bag of lobster bisque and salmon fillet with mashed potatoes and finely shredded stringless beans with butter and garlic. Good Appetite and thanks for reading!

If You Were A Bird (A Poem)

What bird would you be?

And what of personal development in this time of too much time. Spend a little time on you!

I have read both beautiful and poignant verses from lovely fellow bloggers in recent times. Their poetry rang a bell! We are all no stranger to words, are we not? But how do you cobble them together?

In my 18 months of blogging, just one poem did I muster… a reflection on seeing a dear friend and not seeing another!

So, back on track, If you were a bird, what bird would you be for me?

Answers in poetry please! And remember, no one is judging this!

Well, I have just asked all of the children, what bird would they be? And this is just my take on writing a poem. Not really exact verses, but a little rhyme. We all get inspired by different things, do we not?

From my most recent accounts

Only one figure counts

Five is the number for me

Their differences noted

All fledglings I’ve quoted

Now, schooling has come back to me

What bird would you be Thor

I asked him once more

A Magpie Dadda for sure (I smile)

I covet things shiny he he

Amritsar my dear, could you please be clear

What bird would you be for me

A Kingfisher Dadda as blue as the sea

A favourite colour for me (I smile)

Hey, hey Tara I piped

What bird would you be for me

Tap tap tap Dadda

A Woodpecker I am

Tap tap tap Dadda (I smile)

Aaliyah, answer me please

What bird would you be for me

An Eagle for sure, up high it does soar

That is the bird I’d be (I smile)

Now, Caleb dear boy

What bird would you be for me

A Chicky Dadda, a Chicky Dadda

Chuck chuck chuck chuck (I smile)

What bird would you want to be?

14 Days Self Isolating At An End

2.30 pm this afternoon saw an end to the children’s school imposed self isolation. But what has befallen us? At present, an indefinite government imposed state of national lockdown.

The moment passed by silently, but then there were screams and shouts from upstairs! The entire crew came thundering down like a heard of elephants! And this is what it was all about!

Dinnertime was a fairly messy affair as after their Penne Puttanesca I left them with the remainders of the chocolate ganache and Greek yoghurt. When I returned to the kitchen, the mess was unbelievable! Though they seemed to have finished their dessert, they just seemed to be wearing half of it.

About to venture upstairs as that is where they are playing before a kiss and hug goodnight! Their screams can still be heard quite loudly! Wish me luck…