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22 Feb

At 11 years old my little Thomas just took his first shower at home!!!
Words can’t quite express how amazing this is… Believe me it’s a big deal.
He has been terrified of showers for his entire life, but has been ‘training’ at school – and this morning, as I prepared to get in the shower for my daily ablutions, he announced he was going to get in there first.
He promptly popped on some swimming goggles and bravely stepped under the water.
I am so proud and moved by his courage.

Funny how little things most of us see as completely mundane can be such enormous milestones for others….

Never, ever take anything for granted.



Mummy Wisdom on Mother’s Day

10 Mar

Here is a little collection of quotes which all have something to do with being a mum.
Oh – There are a few ridiculously sentimental (and some, funny) posters thrown in for good measure too.
None of them are my own.
Which is probably why they’re so good 🙂

Maternal Love: a miraculous substance which God multiplies as he divides it. Victor Hugo


Love begins by taking care of the closest ones – the ones at home. Mother Teresa


Children reinvent your world for you. Susan Sarandon


Conran’s law of housework – it expands to fill the time + half an hour. Shirley Conran

It took me years to realise that every time I interrupted my mother to ask her to look at my homework, wash my clothes or find something that I’d lost, and she quietly laid aside whatever she was doing and gave me her full attention, she was displaying self-sacrifice and self-control of practically superhuman proportions.
Emily – 25


We can’t form our children on our own concepts; we must take them and love them as God gives them to us.


It is a fact of life that mums react badly to odd socks and dirty mugs.
Much pain and stress can be easily avoided by grasping this early on.
James – 30


You can learn many things from children. How much patience you have, for example.
Franklin Jones


Children are natural mimics who act like their parents despite every effort to teach them good manners.

Children today are tyrants.
They contradict their parents, gobble their food, and tyrannize their teachers.
Socrates (!!)

A family is a unit composed not only of children but of men, women, an occasional animal, and the common cold.
Ogden Nash

Children seldom misquote you.
In fact they usually repeat word for word what you shouldn’t have said.


I am not young enough to know everything.
Oscar Wilde

It’s not only children who grow. Parents do too. As much as we watch to see what our children do with their lives, they are watching us to see what we do with ours.
Joyce Maynard

The potential possibilities of any child are the most intriguing
and stimulating in all creation.
Ray Wilbur


The best thing about my mother is her unwillingness to give up.
Sophie – 15

The intelligent mum takes care to have a few coping strategies in place.
Tea with friends is one of them.


The soul is healed by being with children.
Fyodor Dostoevsky

Home interprets heaven. Home is heaven for beginners.
Charles Parkhurst


The Art of Bartering. By a 6 year-old

29 Jan

Ben: daddy if you let me watch some telly I’ve give you some money
Mark: how much
B: one pee?
M: thats not enough
B: two pee
M: not enough
B: well how much do you want??
M: at least 50 quid
M: then you can’t watch telly.
B: daddy you’re SOOOO tight.


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Welcome to heavenly elevenses

5 Mar


*awkward cough*
*shifts uncomfortably from foot to foot*

Well I’ve done it.
I’ve gone and created a new blog.

So now what…!?

What does one write in one’s first ‘post’…?

I suppose it’s a bit like having just had a baby the first time around. You’re presented with this tiny, wrinkly, pink, screechy vulnerable little bundle, and expected to ‘get on with it’.
You look pleadingly at the midwife, desperately reaching into her eyes for hints of what to do next…

I know, I know.
this first post will soon be bottom of the pile – hopefully – and yet for now it’s still THE FIRST ONE.
What is it they say about “First Impressions”…!?!

No pressure.

Well I guess I ought to introduce myself (nah you can look at my profile for that!) the thinking behind starting up a ‘new’ blog.

Oh and by the way, if you’re not sure what a BLOG is, you might want to click here

I am new to WordPress but not to blogging.

This here is my ‘old’ blog – and though old, it is certainly not redundant.

But I just wanted a new platform to experiment with, play around with, and you can’t beat a new, fresh start, even one that takes you out of your comfort zone…
See, I am SO familiar to Blogger, that I now find myself on a STEEP learning curve here!

The idea for heavenly elevenses, is to make it predominantly about my passion for food and coffee, and God.
And all things creative… Card making, other crafts, photography, baking, home making, parenting…(‘Cos parenting IS creative, Right??)

(UPDATE: with a bit of wine on the side for good measure)

There are going to be tried and tested recipes here.
Tips on how to make the best coffee – and tea…
Step-by-step (simple) craft projects. Maybe. We’ll see.
Lots and lots of photos.
And that’s for starters!!

Here will be a place for me to share the little and bigger steps that make up my life’s journey: things I’ve learnt, failures, successes, the joys, the heartaches – and everything in between.
And how it all then fits into God’s plan.


I’m excited.
Nervous, but excited.

Over and out.

because I’m worth it…

9 Aug

>We are sending our eldest son Samuel to a Scripture Union holiday this summer for the first time. In fact – he should be there by now; Mr Wibbs was dropping him off as I think I would’ve found it a little traumatic, to say the least…

The way this opportunity became available has God’s fingerprints all over it.

At the beginning of the summer holidays, or rather two days into them, I was already crying out for a break from Sam. He was going round in circles, constantly bored and at a loose end; and driving me and his little brothers nuts in the process.

One evening I went for a walk alone, as is my wont, and I cried out to God. I then sent a few texts round asking for prayers. Mum soon phoned me in response (both our sets of parents are such a godly, wise support for us…even though we are sometimes not so gracious in receiving their advice and counsel…); as we chatted it became clear that I was going to have to think of a way to send Sam away in the summer holidays, at least some of the time, ie a week or so, so that he could be with kids his own age, experience something different to home/school life … and also so that I wouldn’t go completely insane trying to keep him occupied for six whole weeks.

(and yes, that sentence was too long.)

Dad immediately started looking online for SU holidays, just to see what was ‘out there’. Just out of interest. Just in case maybe, just maybe, there might to be something Sam might be able to go to THIS SUMMER… A link to this holiday arrived in my inbox less than 15 minutes after I’d finished talking to Mum on the phone, and less than 24 hours later, the booking forms were in the post with a cheque…!! The holiday seemed a perfect fit for Sam: a week-long adventure bible ‘camp’ for 8-11 year olds, AWAY from home, a really decent price (ÂŁ158 all-inclusive) and only about 45 minutes drive from where we live! And the best thing about it?? …there was ONE SPACE LEFT FOR A 8/9 YEAR-OLD BOY.

Too perfect to be a coincidence, really.
Which is how I know it was God-ordained; He planned it all.

Because Sam needs this, and it is going to benefit him in every conceivable way, and especially in his walk with the Lord.
I know he will be in good hands and looked after by people who will love him, accept him, and pray for him.

So I can relax and have some ‘respite’ from this challenging little boy of mine, safe in the knowledge that he will be FINE.
Because I need and deserve a break.
Because I’m worth it.

The Stuff of Summer

6 Aug

>Sun-ripening wild blackberries and little red coxes growing randomly on an apple tree just outside our house…generously waiting to be picked and then made into a delicious apple&blackberry crumble sometime in the next few days.Children sneaking out for an early-morning bounce in their PJs before dancing barefoot back into the house for breakfastRefreshing bite-sized chunks of juicy watermelon ready to be feasted onPlaying on the new waterslide purchased yesterday, on the advice of a dear friend who, herself being in possession of identical slide, guarantees hours of hilarity and muddiness if used apropriately(…yes, that does indeed mean cute little naked bottoms are preferable to nylon-clad ones...)Decorating gingerbread men (again)…because they’re there……and because we can…While daddy continues to look for our dream-home…and mummy makes puke-coloured playdough…that munchkins subsequently play with for hours when the weather has turned to rain – againSuch is the Stuff of Summer in our parts. Pretty much.

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