Marmalade Sandwiches All Round

Today we said goodbye to our much loved, but ultimately neglected (and un-baby-car-seat-friendly), VW camper van Jaffa.  She's gone to a good home not to far from here where hopefully she'll get all the welding and bodywork she needs to carry on for another 37 years. 

So we decided to take pictures of today's outfit in Jaffa, partly to record how old the Goose was when we sold her but mostly so we didn't have to get the camera out twice in one day.

Now you may question the practicality of white tights near a muddy/rusty old van, you might even question the practicality of white tights on a baby (or anyone else) at all but in fact they did quite well and made it all the way to the end of the day without looking too grubby.

You'll see that her lovely dress (which I bought from the 2nd hand baby clothes shop in Cullompton) has Paddington Bear on the front, thus bringing together my slightly tenuous Jaffa/marmalade theme.

Caterpillar's Last Stand

This is pretty much my favourite outfit she's ever had.

Sadly, both and it and the matching vest and legging are 3-6 months size and at a week shy of 8 months old, they're starting to strain at the seams.  So we have to face the unhappy truth that's she's really growing out of it.

I'm very sad to see it go, so we thought we should see it out and in style with a little stroll to a muddy riverbank on a sunny October afternoon.  The Goose took the opportunity to shove as many stones and moulding leaves into her mouth as she could and I took the opportunity to take as many pictures as I could, in between pulling bits of riverbank out of her beak.

So long hungry caterpillar, it's been nice wearing you.

UPDATE 

She mastered the art of crawling yesterday, although she'll really only do it for the chance to lick my flithy shoes.  Here's a video:

Dolly Mixture

Well hello there, how are you? Today I am dressed in an outfit my mummy claims makes me look like a massive dolly mixture which is of course, exactly what I am.

The dolly mixture suit was a lovely gift from my grandparents when I was first born and came from JoJo (can't go wrong).  It's taken until now to fit me as the trousers are about 20 miles long,  luckily I am planning to be 8ft tall anyway so I am growing as fast as I can. It seems to be working as lots of people have been saying 'Isn't she long?' to my mummy lately, almost more often than 'what a pretty boy.'

You may also have spotted that I am wearing Sock-Ons for the first time because even though it is rather autumnal now, I think it is very amusing to pull my socks off all the time and then moan because I have cold feet.  These go on over my socks and somehow I just can't get them off which makes my mummy very happy.

I'm quite happy too, not about my socks particularly.  It's just how I roll.

Dartmoor Days

So here's her latest outfit.

Too far away you say?

Is this is better?

What do you mean too close?

There's just no pleasing some people.

That's better.  Here she is, sitting on the cold damp moor (we're mean) in a lovely dress from JoJo which is hopefully keeping her and her bottom nice and warm.  You'll see from the top picture that her tights are special high visibilty tights designed to attract the attention of the emergency services just in case she needs rescuing - for the fashionable, yet outdoors-y baby (just practising my Dragon's Den pitch, do you think they'll go for it?).

This picture doesn't really add anything, I just like it.  If you want to see more random pictures of her on Dartmoore click here.  There's plenty to go round.

Queen of Tarts

 

Here is a goose (she seems to have grown from a fuzzy duck into a goose) sporting her best dress and ready to impress on her first transitional visit to nursery.  As you can see, she's very excited about it!

 

The dress is from Mini Boden and despite previous claims made regarding the achievabilty of affording items from this particular outfitter, they did send me a £10 voucher + 15% off + free delivery which brought it down into a more 'George at Asda' price range.

  

It is really lovely and well made though (the pattern is known as jam tarts - hence the title) and so I'll just put one of every thing in every colour on the 'when I win the lottery' list underneath the big shiny Jaguar and the herd of alpacas.

In case you're interested, the visit to nursery went very well. She smiled and flirted with everyone and I am much reassured, although still dreading having to hand her over nonetheless.  Four weeks is ages though and if you include the Euro Millions that's 12 chances to win the lottery before it actually happens.  Everyone keep your fingers crossed and I'll buy you nice presents when we win.

Mousey Mousey

Excuses of lack of recent posts are as follows:

• Illness (She's had a cold)
• Tiredness (she hasn't been sleeping well)
• Visitors (we've been out too much having fun)
• Home improvements (I've not been able to get my camera)
• Work commitments (I've concentrating on other things)
• Hot weather (she's been wearing things you've seen before and she's almost grown out of).
• Wriggling (she can't crawl yet, but that doesn't stop her being VERY mobile).

Pick your favourite reason from the list above and try not to think badly of us.  We'll try to do better.

So today, we have some fine mousey dungarees which I bought in last winter's sale from M&Co and I remember hardly believing she would ever be big enough to fit into them. But now she is and so she can.

As well as they mousey, the have sweet applique flowers on the legs like this:

And this:

There's plenty more dungarees in the cupboard so we'll be back soon.