Tilly Tells It Like It Is Part 2

Tilly's one true love

Last time I wrote about Tilly's straight-talking, takes no prisoners approach, I had been on the receiving end.  Today it was Dave's turn.

Harriet Lily Semple Burdekin Arrives...

...in the bath of all places!

About 24 minutes old, out of the bath and tucked up in bed for a snuggle

Yay! Reuben is 6!

There was cake (raspberry and white chocolate - yum!)...

The Burdekin Venus

Look familiar?  Yep, it's that vision of palaeolithic womanly loveliness commonly known as the Willendorf Venus.  Whether she was a fertility symbol or was just carved to keep someone occupied during long dark winter evenings in Austria about 30,000 years ago, she clearly had curves in all the right places.

Reuben and Tilly were busy with the playdough yesterday morning.  Reuben had said he was making a snowman but clearly digressed part way through.

R: 'Look Hannah, I've made you without your big belly but with your big boobies'.
H: 'What's that, you've made me with my big belly?'
R: 'No, without your big belly.'

Also look familiar?

Oh.  So this is the slim version of me.  I like the big boobies though!

Yay!  I am a fertility goddess captured in green playdough!

Anyone for nun wrestling?

Explaining to Tilly and Reuben about how one of my patients is looked after by a Nun. 

Reuben is a winner!

Happiness is your Athlete of the Day ribbon in one hand and a sausage in the other, thinks Reuben.

What glory has been heaped upon us recently.

Tilly tells it like it is

In the bathroom, this morning:

Tilly: 'Silly old mummy, silly old mummy'.
Me: 'I'm not a silly old mummy.'
Tilly, considering: 'You're not rusty, but you are old.'

Cheers Tilly.  Won't advertise your services as a motivational coach just yet, hey?