Jamie with her doggy Bandit.
He was given to me for christmas by my then boyfriends family because he looked just like their dog who I adored. Jamie soon stole him once she came along. He’s now very much loved but I refuse to let her change his name. He is, and always will be, BanditBear.
I kinda love the fact that I kept hold of the toys that meant stuff to me. She loves Bandit, she loves my Thumper and she loves Tan, my build-a-bear rabbit. I love the fact that I get to share stuff from my life before her. Makes me smile.
I do love my leopard heels. You know those days when you just want to wear your prettiest heels no matter how impratical. I had one of those days the other day - I thought I was just doing a couple of jobs and then veging out at my Dads. He then dragged us out to the pub and for a wander around his local shops for a looksee.
By the end of the day I regretted the heels.
But they sure are pretty!
We had a little shopping trip today. Met my Mum for lunch then I treated us both to a few new bits and pieces.
It was quite a good day and Jamie walked the whole time. She can be quite lazy about walking and prefers to be carried but it’s no good for my back which is playing up loads at the moment. Getting a bit fed up of back spasms and nights spent wide awake because every single position hurts. Need to find my old physio sheets and start up the exercises again.
I can not even begin to describe how adorable she sounds.
At the pub with Grandad and using a menu as her princess crown. I had to curtsey every time I talked to her.
Found this on my Dad’s camera. She was so proud of her rocket!!
Jamie taking pictures with Grandad’s camera and some silly faces in the mirror
Singing ‘Iris’ by Goo Goo Dolls.
|Jamie:||I love you.|
|Me:||I love you too.|
|Jamie:||now you say I love you.|
|Me:||I love you.|
|Jamie:||I love you too.|
|Me:||You're really very sweet love.|
|Jamie:||(singing) I love you, I love you too, thank you, you're welcome.|
|Jamie:||(making hooting noises) I'm an owl.|
|Me:||Are you being a cute owl?|
|Jamie:||No, I'm not a real owl.|
|Me:||Oh ok. Are you being a cute pretend owl then?|
|Jamie:||No I'm not.|
|Me:||Right. What are you then?|
|Jamie:||I'm a Monkey.|
|Me:||Ok then. You're a very cute Monkey.|
|Jamie:||No I'm not. I'm not cute, babies are cute.|
|Me:||Right. Is Lola cute then?|
|Me:||And what are you? Are you beautiful?|