Messy Play

Most people would think that a house with little ones living within its pebbly walls would be fairly susceptible to the creative output of mischievous little hands. And of course they wouldn’t be far wrong. But with all risks taken into consideration, one of the things I love most about having children is the opportunity…

There Must Be an App for That

This week I have found myself obsessively knotting my brain around the conundrum of how best to calendarise family life. The system, if you can call it a system, we have had up until now is a) verbal communication and b) a family Google calendar. And there are two major flaws with that system. The…

The Nursery Makeover

When Baby A came along we debated for a long while about what space he might eventually inhabit as his own. At first, of course, he was with us in our room (which contributed to the delay in us getting our room finished…though accommodating his cot did inspire a stroke of genius in that the…

The End? 

As we are already knocking on February I think I may have missed the boat for a New Year resolutions post. That said I have one I’d like to share which is to try harder to find the time to write. In fact I’ve struggled so much of late that I started to wonder if…

The Gallery Wall(s)

It’s been a while since my last post but not for want of things happening decorating-wise….if anything we’ve had a little spurt. More because the time left between school run and back-to-work prep has been filled with said decorating projects leaving zero time to write about them. But now, with teething baby at last (hurrah)…

Monsters under the Bed

There’s not been a whole lot of sleep going on chez Pebbles this last few weeks what with a teething baby (A), a sore back (me) and night fears (O). And S, poor guy, has been getting no sleep simply by default… The night fears we have put down to the recent major changes in…

Daring to go Dark

Tuesday. 10am. I picked up the phone. “Darling….when you get home tonight the house might look a little bit different….” I said. “Different how?” S asked, voice assuming a mildly panicked tone. “Well….you said you were getting stressed seeing the frame wall unfinished,” I explained. Seeing it, he’d said, was a reminder of all the…

Beans With Everything

One of the wonderful things about having a home you take pleasure from is that it makes coming back from holidays all the more bearable. For me, this year, it was the garden I was eager to be back in…. Once, several years ago now, we returned to our flat after a holiday to find…