How good are kids at kicking off? Wow, my eyes have been well and truly opened over the past 2 months. Our daughter Darcy is just over 20 months old, 95% of the time, she is a joy, a pleasure and a clever little thing. But cut her toast up for her or even suggest helping her brush her teeth properly and in return you are met with a response that would match up to that of a parent whose kids has just been presented with a “Jim fixed it for me” medal by a dodgy looking bloke in a shell suit!!

In their little world and short time on this Earth the small things must seem big, so it is indeed a travesty when you cannot put on your own shoe, or when your favourite acid trip inspired cartoon is on and your parents want to make you comfortable by replacing the wet nappy with a spanking new dry one! No-way Jose, instead let’s scream as if we are having our toe nails removed with tweezers!!! It’s such a hard life!

Trivial little things kids, but they are fantastic entertainment as well, Darcy’s new trick is to count to ten, but she is obviously a little prejudice towards 6 and 7 as she omits to include them in her boisterous drill sergeant-like announcement to the whole of the area of Acklam in which we reside.

I would love to hear your favourite account of your child’s tantrum! The reasons are usually high on the hilarity scale. Feel free to share!


The Mama Whippet Blog

“The first one”


Being a mum of a 20-month old little girl is both a pleasure and a challenge. I am sure all parents agree with me fully, when I say that there is never a dull moment once you have off-spring and on the rare occasion there is, it involves a (hot) brew or a glass of something of above 9% abv.

I decided today that I wanted to start a blog and I came up with the following reasons why; to allow myself to let off steam as & when required (therapy??), to rant/chat to myself when my husband is either absent (at work) or absent (watching the Rugby) let’s face it, we all have experience in talking to ourselves whether we wanted to gain the skill or not. I also thought a blog would be a good idea to help me document happenings, conversations and thoughts that make me laugh, cry or sigh but that perhaps my not-so-good memory (thanks to a mini stroke back in 2009) would allow me to store somewhere I can easily access.  There is also the fact of not wanting to annoy my friends & family on Facebook, I talk too much for Twitter.

So to introduce myself, I am Rebecca (aka Whippet, Becki, Becs, Northern Monkey, Violet, the list is long and not exclusively appropriate) a 33-year-old from Yorkshire, I am mum to Darcy, wife to Stephen, I am a sister, a daughter, a colleague, a friend and a generally positive soul (but as you will see I have my moments) my friends and family mean more to me than I can say, but so does life, we only get one……live it!!

So the plan is to blog about family-life in general, the one liners my daughter will shortly start to grace us with, the hilarious “telling-offs” that my hubby gives to her, but what with the world being the fascinating place it is and me being an open person (or as my friends may say a gobsh1t3) I can’t wholeheartedly promise that I won’t go off on some tangent or another. Please know that I am writing for my own benefit/counsel, if other people read my blog then that’s cool, if they enjoy it then even better!!