Monday, 26 August 2013
On a recent holiday to Co. Donegal, Ireland, Jack went exploring rockpools on one of the many beautiful beaches we visited. This beach has lots of abandoned boats sitting about, so Jack had fun clambering in and out and instructing me where to sit and 'rowing' us to where we were headed (generally Granny and Grampa's house).
Monday, 19 August 2013
I've always had a fascination with crabs. When I was wee, my Pappy taught us how to fish for crabs, using an unfortunate limpet tied to the end of a string. So I was excited to see what Jack made of it on our recent holiday in Co. Donegal, Ireland. The waters were a little choppy, and we were losing the light, but, says I, 'we're not leaving 'til Jack catches a crab!' Pappy Jack had kindly made Jack Jr. a rod of his very own. It was the same as all the other rods (a bamboo stick with a hook and string) but a little bit smaller, and my Nanny insisted it has a stopper at the end to protect little eyes! Safety first, friends!
Luckily, the wee beasties didn't disappoint and took the bait. We caught a bucket full. Big and small. Mummy here was the only one brave enough to pick them up. Their strength never ceases to amaze me. What spirited little fighters they are! Like little boxers, they're always ready for fisty cuffs. As usual, when we're done marvelling at the creatures, we let them go. It's funny to see them all scuttle away and 'buckleap' off the side of the pier. And what did Jack make of them? He was intrigued and terrified all at the same time. I still can't get a straight answer out of him. Sometimes, when I ask what he thought of the crabs he tells me they are a "wee bit scary - nip me" (he says this while making pincer movements with his hands. I can assure you that no crab got close enough to Jack to pinch him!) Other times he tells me they're just plain "nice".
The little man was wearing a thrifted coat from the Rusty Zip. His hat and boots are both supplied by two kind sponsors, Ingugu and Hunter.
"Go free our crustacean compatriots"
Thursday, 15 August 2013
We all have long faces today. We're just home from an amazing holiday in beautiful County Donegal, Ireland. A place that my whole extended family frequently visit. We rented a large house (which Jack dubbed 'the big house') and squeezed a bunch of us in. Those who didn't sleep there, stayed just down the road in hotels, or B&B's. All the people Jack loves the most were there. He was in his element. On this, Jack's first visit, we took the opportunity to introduce him to all the things I loved doing here as a child. Crab fishing, Rounders, Buckleapin', and in this case, kite flying! I had it in mind to buy Jack a kite at some stage, and then I spotted this amazing traditional diamond kite at dotcomgiftshop. What a beauty! Thanks to all the Enid Blyton I was fed as a child, this is how I think a kite should look! Check out Jack flying it all by himself!
Monday, 5 August 2013
We're a family of Guns n' Roses fanatics. Well, my husband isn't really a fan at all. And Jack has never expressed any particular interest. And even after all these years, I'm not sure what the dogs musical preference is. So I guess it's just me really. Regardless, I spotted this cute G&R tee in Next and had to get it for the wee fella. Now we both have Guns n' Roses tee's! Sing it with me... woah oh oh ohhh sweet love of mine!