Encore

You are too kind - go on then, here's some more....

(it's so hard to know where to start... do I fill you in on the last 27 years?
ok, so I'm lying already - I have clocked more than 27 years but I always lie about my age, it's something that is very important to me. My kids currently think I'm 74.
The truth is somewhere in the middle)

So, do I start at the beginning or just with today?

Today we went bowling. It's half-term. It was a birthday bowling event.
The bowling place had gone all glow-in-the-dark.
The kids all got given a bendy wibbly glo sticks.
I really wanted one but they didn't give me one so Cole let me have a go on his.
He asked me lots of questions about how it worked and whether or not God made it.
Romany bit hers so the glowee goo went in her mouth. It doesn't taste very nice she said.
My seven year old chews everything - what does this mean?
Gina Ford doesn't cover this topic but it probably is my fault.

I went bowling on a date once years ago.
(it took me a very long time to find Reg so consequently had lots of dates/boyfriends)
He was called Tony and I worked with him. He took me bowling.
My first rather enthusiastic throw went SIDEWAYS.
Over our lane, over the next lane and landed next door but one.
(wish I could say it was a strike but that would be fibbing)

My 4-nearly-5-year old boy Cole is asking So Many Questions at the moment.
Far more than his Big Sister Romany asked/asks. (it doesn't really occur to Romany that she doesn't Know Everything and now she is 7 she clearly does Know Everything. She told me today that she is into hip hop. When I asked her which hip hop groups she likes best she told me, the Sugababes ).

Cole's particular specialist subject for questioning at the moment is the english language and what is acceptable for him to say and what isn't (he told me he wasn't allowed to say "buttocks" at playschool, but I don't mind too much at home but he definitely overuses it.)

Cole: Mum, can I say, "crikey"?
Me: Yes, that's fine, you can say "crikey".
Cole: I can't say "bollocks" tho can I?
Me: .................. ahem.................
Cole, (walking away): I just did tho.

Is it wrong to feel proud?

Come in car five

Ahem....
Good evening....
Testing one two, one two testing

I'd like to thank you all for coming.
My name is Vanessa.
I am a Giddy Kipper, are you?

Its very probable that I shouldn't have begun this process after three glasses of gorgeous wine - but its also very probable that this is a regular occurence and having a blog will not change this.

I feel very responsible and a bit more grown up than yesterday, when I didn't have a blog and will do my very best to care for this blog. The Gina Ford book I was given may at least help me to develop my routine and show this blog who's boss.

So, welcome....
I hereby promise this blog GiddyKipperNess will contain at least some half-truths, the whole truth and some parts I'm still confused about.

I live in Leeds.
I have a very tall and very handsome boyfriend called Reggie.
He is very lovely and very funny and sometimes very annoying as he doesn't always do as he is told.
We have two very tall children who are very lovely and very funny and sometimes very annoying. They very often don't do as they are told.
Romany has just turned 7 and Cole will very soon be 5.

I work on the Best Website in the World. For Jonathan Cainer the fantabulous astrologer. He really is as good as it says on the tin and is most definitely a Giddy Kipper.

I plan to write about goodness knows what.
I do have an issue that I need help with (surely not I hear you cry?) which involves genetics and tests and grown up stuff that I'm hoping someone has a clue about as I sure as heck don't know what to do.... but enough of that.

For now am going to see what happens when I hit publish post... hee hee