Sunday, January 09, 2011

Experiencing mud, caterpillar and clothes to grow into.

1a. I take Alec into the bath with me, which he seems to like -- at least he doesn't roar or make his composing a letter to the Daily Mail face. Later I give him a massage with olive oil. He falls asleep.

1. In the Grove, at the edge of the shrubbery, a small person in a red rainsuit rolls in the mud. His mother looks back at us a little embarrassed. I hope she knows that we understand completely!

2. Every baby needs The Very Hungry Caterpillar, so my cousins have brought a copy for Alec.

3. Fenella has said before that a winter baby is lovely in this part of town because by the time summer comes around, they'll appreciate the Grove. My aunt has brought Alec a summer outfit in cool blues and greens, complete with sunhat -- perfect for taking in park life. She has also knitted a cardi in the same colours for the cooler evenings... oh let's face it, this is England -- he'll probably wear it every day between May and September. And for next winter, she has tie-dyed a babygrow -- she's even managed to mark it with an A, and to mark in his toes on the end of the feet.


  1. Clare, your beautiful things are all beautiful things!

  2. Please can we have a picture of the babygrow with toes? Lovely.

  3. I love the Very Hungry Caterpillar! It's a favourite of all of us at home. Right now it's sitting on our coffee table in the living room, despite us being 22, 21, 18 and 13.


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