Well, Little One appears to have succumbed to The Pox that has been raging throughout the leafy lanes of Stitch City (can you have lanes in a city, I wonder) so I am facing an evening catching up with the work I am currently missing due to nursing duties. However, LO is obviously feeling rubbish because he’s cranky and shouts and fond of the word ‘no’.
I just picked him up from nursery and they had to help me put him in his carseat, I just couldn’t hold him, my hands weren’t strong or fast enough. The shame. I swear that’s the worst part of PD. Everything else I can deal with with a rye smile, but not being able to pick LO up is just awful. I try not to think about it tbh but sometimes events force it upon me.
Anyway, enough of my moaning, what I wanted to discuss today was the healing power of baking. when in doubt, get the sugar out, thats what I say. I pulled out my new-ish favourite Jane Asher’s Beautiful Baking – its brilliant.Easy but very good recipes.
Anyway, I fancied trying a new recipe so I went for the Almond Biscuits but made them pink in a distant homage to the spots appearing on LO, and because pink is happier than plain I find. Here’s the finished articles:
Better go, LOis crying poor spotty lamb.