Chilled Out

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Our themes have been a little taxing of late and it's time we all just relaxed. Therefore this week, Tara wants:

So photos of chilling out: Your kids sleeping, relaxing (is that even possible with kids?), your bottle of wine/beer/cocktail, sunbathing in the park, reading a good book with the sun on your face: What does chilling out mean to you?

I took a couple of photos about a month ago during a very relaxed hour or two in the garden and the photo I've chosen is one of them. This is chilled to me; in more ways than one!

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An 'Easter Egg' 365 – 'Who are you?' (110a/365)

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I've cheated slightly with this post. It was going to be my entry into The Gallery but two minutes after publishing it, I bottled it and changed the image. I don't know why I felt so panicking about having this photograph up in The Gallery; I suspect that it is because then I was confirming my identity and I do like to stay anonymous. As far as I am aware my family and friends do not know about my blog and I want to keep it that way. Being a teacher in a small-town where I grew up, I do not have my own anonymity in real-life. This blog is my haven, my blue-skied peaceful life where everything is in soft focus and peachy. I actually really like this photograph of The Boy and Me, even in this heavily edited guide.

I know that my 365 is supposed to be a photo taken on that day, and this one clearly wasn't. But a) I wanted to share it with you, and b) I think some of my loyal readers and twitter folks deserve to know who I am. Even if I am just some blurry pixels hiding behind a giant pair of Jackie O's!

Weekend (In)Activity

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We've had a terrible few days; The Boy is teething again and this time it's bad. Probably the worst it's ever been in all fairness. He is suffering unbelievably; chewing his gums, bright red cheeks, not eating, runny nose, doesn't even want to drink milk, high temperature, screaming in pain at night and not able to sleep easily, and of course the de rigeur nappy situation!

This weekend we had such great plans. Yesterday we were going to sort out the garden; adjusting some steps which are too big for him to manage without falling down, mowing the lawn, trimming the hedge, pegging the washing out and playing. We managed to mow the lawn. The Boy felt terrible and needed constant cuddles or nursing.

Today we were going to go to Margam Park, near Swansea, for the day allowing The Boy his morning nap in the car on the way there. After the most horrendous night's sleep that we have ever had, that idea was scrapped. We managed to nip out to a beautiful country park which trails through woodlands, meadows and ends up on the beach. Unfortunately though The Boy didn't want to get out the pushchair and when he was coaxed out, he wouldn't go back in or walk. The poor thing wouldn't even really play with the football apart from for the inital 30 seconds.

On the way home, we tried to tempt him with his favourite park. Surely the slides and swing would enable him to crack a smile? We managed ten minutes of play before again 'up-py' was the request. The poor little chap is suffering so badly, it breaks my heart. The only thing for it was a trip to Nana and Grandad's; pure magic! He giggled and laughed for the first time all day!

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