Another Day, Another Ramble

An Instructional Video...

So Karin at Cafe Bebe and Heather at Notes from Lapland said "Teach us Something" in a Vlog and we'll run a competition and then one of you will win a slanket.

Now the last Slanket that we got was one that we won at Sleep is for the Weak and since it arrived it has lived in Top Enders room (unless I have wrestled it from her to use whilst sitting on the sofa to watch my grown up programmes that I sometimes have to hide in the Slanket from) or on the back of the sofa... so if I am lucky enough to be chosen as one of the two finalists vote for me in order to save family harmony by letting Top Ender and me have a Slanket each!

So here it is, not the video that it was meant to be but a video that teaches something none the less...

Now go and try this out, before you forget how to do it!

Princess Mummy (and Daddy)

What did I learn in February? I learnt that I need to learn when to keep quiet. Actually no, I learnt that I need to learn when not to leave comments on blogs and then to follow my comments up in Twitter.

The Internet is forever don't you know?

You see it all started the other day when I was reading Living with Kids and there was a great post about the British Dance Council and Disney supporting each other with the creation of the Disney Princess Dance. It is all about encouraging our children to get active and as we all know we should lead by example!

I commented;

"I am so going to vblog this!"

And just over four hours later I was involved in another Twitter Dance Off (I won the last one I tell you, look its here if you don't believe me. I am the one in the nappy and its not true about the camera adding weight. I also look several years younger and more male...)

So here is my entry (with a little help from Daddy.....) into the Living with Kids Princess Dance Challenge... and if you want to see the competition I'm up against then take a look at Karin at Cafe Bebe and Manda at Flying Start who have also filmed themselves dancing to this.

Unless, of course, they were lying and its just me.

I can't wait to be a Grandparent.

Then I can buy Easter eggs for a January birthday. I can complain loudly that I don't see my Grandchildren enough. I can spoil the Grandkids rotten. I can tell my children that they were just the same at that age. Or I could take round huge tigers for the Grandchildren to play with.

Of course the giant Tiger will breed if it is allowed to roam freely. The grandparents forgot to mention that when they brought it round.

That Baby Tiger Cub there looks a little tamer than the other two though doesn't it?

And because its Friday and Friday means a video of me here is one I prepared earlier. I'm not quite sure how I got involved in a Twitter Dance off... but I think that my team won.