It’s the height of Silly Season in St.Kitts: Election Day today. The accusations of cheating, withholding voter lists, non Nationals trying to vote etc are thick as molasses. You would be loving it.

This election, there is a website where you can get updates about what is happening in each constituency automatically as they come in. I keep checking it and thinking about what you would be saying about each one I read.

Although I miss you every day, it is on silly days like today where I can hear you, see you, and just know how much you would be into this… and changing your mind hourly, that I miss you most.

Six years ago we went to a Labour Rally in Conaree and passed by Constituency 2’s office each evening to say hello and for you to chat, chat, chat about what was going on and what was going to happen and what you hoped the government would do for your country. I loved every moment of it, because you were the true you; proud, friendly, engrossed, engaged, involved, passionate and loving everything about your country for exactly what it was and everything it gave you.

Times spent with you like that make it okay that I don’t have a lot of videos of you or that you never really looked happy in most photos, because the memories are as clear and vivid as the red of our shirts.

I miss you so much, Daddy. Though today I will accept that you are probably missing silly season more than you are missing me.

Red til I dead

In the words of the great Swedish Chef – “Børk, børk, børk!”

During my absence I discovered the wonderful world of making food! Cheffing, cooking, cookery, whatever you want to call it… it is so much fun to get my hands messy only to be able eat the mess off of my fingers when I’m done.

Even better… when the playing around turns into a PIZZA!!

Can you even believe that I’m not even two and can make a pizza that my whole family loves? I’ll be honest and admit that my Mommy does help me out because I’m not that great at the measuring and pouring dry things and I can’t roll as thin and evenly as she does, but I can pinch the flour and butter and stir hard with the fork and squeeze the dough with my hands. then comes the super fun part where I get to paint the dough with sauce and cover it with toppings and sprinkle sprinkle sprinkle the cheese.

Here is what it looks like right before my Mommy puts it in to the oven…

Pizza Before

and the oh so yummy cooked version!!!

Pizza After

It has become my favourite lunch….

Pizza Pizzaz

and Amy doesn’t think it is half bad either!!

Pizza Monster

I thought that cookies were the best (the raw dough… oh yum!) until I found out that I could make pizza. I can’t even imagine what my next adventure in the kitchen will be, but I cannot wait!

Om, nom, nom….

So I’ve been absent again. I can’t help it really. Since I last updated everyone there have been so many things that have happened in my life:

Halloween

Yes, His Name Is Iggle Piggle

Yes, His Name Is Iggle Piggle

Christmas Cookie and Craft Making
Crafty Christmas Cards

Me want cookie!

A new haircut (which I was much better at than my first time)
Tidy and Trim

A trip to meet mummies and other kids my age (and Megan… oh sweet Megan) at Cheshire Oaks and stayed in a hotel
If it's good enough for Lenny Henry

Amy turned 1/2 a year old
Amy's Getting Old

Kadie and Zed came to visit in London
Heeeeey

My Nan had a birthday so we went to Stratford to celebrate
Amy and Nan discuss what to eat

And huge amounts of time Playing in the Snow, Snow and more Snow!
Snow problem

Snowkay

Snowbody knows...

I was also sick. The whole house was!

And of course there was Christmas in Stratford at Nan’s and Boxing Day with Luca and New Year’s Eve

  • … but those needs a separate post!!

    I’m back though and in 2010 I shall be trying to be more regular… at posting obviously. Don’t know where your mind was! Sheesh. And I am the one turning 2….

  • Every single day my Mommy talks on the phone with my Kadie and my aunt(s).  On Monday I overheard my Mommy tell Kadie that I am starting to pull up, but that I have no interest in crawling and even cry when  I get myself into the crawling position.

    What was that even about?  How very rude, if you ask me.

    So you know what I did?  Yesterday I decided to give my Mommy a Good Will Hunting style “How do you like THEM apples” moment and busted out a crawl.  A proper, non-commado, straight up on my knees, crawl!

    Trying to say that I can’t or won’t do something.  Silly, silly, Mommy.

    I’m no performing monkey, so although she keeps trying to catch me, I keep playing tricks on her and only givingher snippets of my talents before I stop to clap or dance or squeal with delight.

    I may have taken longer to get here than my brother, but sisters are doing it for themselves ’round here and sometimes slower and steadier does win the race.

    Watch out, World! I’m coming for you.. one knee at a time!

    Creepy Crawlers from Kirsty B on Vimeo.

    Please excuse the End Of The Day Toy Explosion surrounding me.

    That’s right, we’ve entered the second decade of my life and I haven’t even turned one yet. I went to bed on Thursday night and I kept having these dreams about parties and people cheering and I couldn’t figure out what was going on.

    So naturally I had to wake up and find my Mommy and Daddy to see if they could help me figure out what my dream meant. And do you know what I found?! They were drinking champagne and wearing silly paper hats and watching tv with lots of clapping. Apparently the whole world was celebrating something called New Year’s Eve. Well I HAD to get in on that action and woke right up and started to laugh and wanted to play. After a while my Parents got really old and boring and wanted to go to bed. I couldn’t believe it. They totally just didn’t want to let me party.

    Back to bed I went and I started to think about how I could show them that I was ready to party like them. That I am an independent girl who doesn’t need these “routines” or sleep.

    In the morning I just let everyone carry on as normal. I did my whole Get Frustrated Because As I Try To Crawl I Get Stuck On My Leg thing and I played with all of our new toys, practiced standing and walking with the walker and generally did my baby thing.

    Since no one was expecting anything different from me, later in the afternoon I was sitting with with everyone on the sofa when I just decided to start clapping. No music, no If You’re Happy and You Know It, no older brother trying to force me to clap. All me.

    Now, they know I can get my drink on and I can stay up way past my bedtime and can clap: I’m so ready to party!

    Amy Catches The Clap from Kirsty B on Vimeo.

    Welcome 2010. I am very happy to see you. Already I feel like it will be a good year. At least better than the last.

    ET Phone Home

    Don’t get me wrong. 2009 was not ALL bad. Amy came into our lives and that has been a wonderful* thing. But in general it was pretty much a ‘meh’ year. A roller coaster ride that made me more nauseous than filled with adrenaline and fear and exhilaration. A noose of stress seemed to linger round our necks for most of it and the lack of sleep didn’t help to pretty us up.

    I don’t generally make New Year resolutions, because who actually keeps them and how different are they then the promises people make themselves throughout the year? But I do promise to actually update the blogs. And even throw in some older entries that should have been added ages ago.

    There will be a change. I fully intended to give Noah and Amy their own monthly review, but as you know, this fell apart in a spectacular fashion. It pains me to not have kept on top of it because I have serious issues about giving Amy a 2nd Child complex. But years of perfecting procrastination skills mixed with exhaustion levels of untold proportions have created a cocktail that has turned my brain into something resembling maggot cheese (feel free to Google it or just imagine). With only 7 to 8 days between “monthdays” as well, it is a lot to put together in such a short space of time, so I am going with the monthly thing! That way I can guarantee they both get an update each month and it means going through less of the thousands of photos I take every month to choose the good ones. And I am pretty sure that there will be more going in in the months to actually update about non-mommyhood stuff too. I think. I hope.

    But if not, it is only because that is who I am. Last night was the first night in 22 months where I felt like a person separate of anyone else. I wasn’t just a mother. It was weird, but it was great. And as short as that liberation was, when Amy awoke hacking up a lung and hoping that we’d left some Moet for her, I was thrilled to see my baby girl and her ear to ear smile. Though I was even happier that Noah stayed in his room until 5.25am when he climbed into our bed and snuggled up with me and fell asleep holding my hand.

    It may be exhausting, confusing, frustrating and stressful, but I love these midgets of mine. It might seem a normal thing for a parent to say, but considering there were days when I was convinced I didn’t even like them, never mind love them, it fills my heart with joy to know that I’ve made it through to the other side. Even if that other side means stepping on Hot Wheels and having someone spit up between my toes, wipe their nose on my shirt, wake me up 5 times a night for a snack, cry because I dare touch the other one, etc.

    So bring on 2010 and the adventures that shall come with it. With a break every now and then to remind myself that I am still me underneath this Mommy costume, I look forward to what is ahead of us and experiencing it all as a family of four.

    That’s right. I’m not giving birth this year. 2010 is looking better with each minute that passes!!!

    Our NYE in Pictures:

    Clementines and Party Hats

    Clementines and Party Hats

    Two Crazy Midgets

    Two Crazy Midgets

    Amy DOES Have a Mother!

    Amy DOES Have a Mother!

    Midget and Mommy Madness

    Midget and Mommy Madness

    Happy New Year!!!!

    Happy New Year!!!!

    Sweet Sweet Champagne How I Love Thee

    Sweet Sweet Champagne How I Love Thee

    May 2010 continue to be as wonderful as it started for me, for us and for all of you! Happy New Year!