19th February 2012 Helen 2Comment

Yes! This one has taken a few weeks – about two or three, to complete but at last it’s done and I’m delighted with the finished result! The original pattern for this – called an ‘Icelandic Jacket’ used a muted palette of creams, greys and greys. These were lovely but as this is for a friend’s baby girl I decided on a predominantly purple mix with some grey and pink added. Lovely mix for a little girl and a nice change from all pink! The beauty of the piece is that it’s one piece so the only making up is along the…

19th February 2012 Helen

I’m not completely sure it’s the smartest thing I’ve ever done, but I’ve just signed up to Pinterest!!! I’ve a horrible feeling it’s going to be a sure fire way to give me too many more ideas / cravings for nice things but I just can’t help myself! So far my boards are a scattered mix of lovely creations, tasty recipes and snapshots of house ideas – for somewhere in New England where the weather is just fabulous! It has the potential to become quite addictive… yay!http://pinterest.com/thebusymamas/

15th February 2012 Helen

We made some really lovely (looking and tasting) iced biscuits this afternoon. My son had friends for a play date and one of the girls is allergic to eggs so this recipe was a handy egg free number! The toddlers seemed to like them but -more importantly, they were a mummy treat! Lovely with a cup of tea! As for the playing…it was a bit like a 1950’s disco. Boy on one side. Girls on the other! Chocolate Kisses To make 10 biscuits that, when doubled up, makes 5 complete kisses -100g butter at room temp – 50g caster sugar -…

4th February 2012 Helen

I am many things but, most of all, I am a busy mama! With two kids in tow – a baby and a toddler, my days are a genuinely fun cycle of feeding, wiping things, playing truck / train / tractor games, saying ‘get that truck/train/tractor off your sister’s face/head/bum’ [delete as appropriate], picking up toys and searching for the missing things that have, most often, been stashed by my forgetful son, somewhere ‘safe’. At the end of my day I squeeze in conversation with my lovely husband and then turn my attention to one of the many projects I…