Happy Easter – I hope you’re enjoying the day, and that you’ve also enjoyed as much chocolate as me. I know it’s not all about that, but it’s one of the only days in the year you can legitimately enjoy chocolate before breakfast (and afterwards, and then later on, until bedtime).
Scrip had some lovely Baby Joules Easter clothes from the Easter Bunny in Cornwall (aka generous Grandma) so she isn’t yet having the chance to develop as sweet a tooth as her mother (but by the looks of how she gobbled up a slice of her birthday chocolate cake a few weeks ago, she’s getting there). I’m also finding it much easier and more rewarding to buy clothes for her now she’s toddling as well as crawling. It’s lovely to be able to put her in dresses again, instead of just hard-wearing trousers, now she’s not so inhibited with all four limbs on the floor.
But it’s not a clothes trend we’re a part of at the moment. It all started with a prolonged trip to John Lewis with my sister, trying out all the baby pushchairs so I could report back to my husband. I was heavily pregnant so couldn’t really lift them, but we both tried them out in almost every other way and mutually agreed that the Baby Jogger City Mini was the one.
Like with so many baby things, I’m afraid to say that we soaked up all the (brilliant) John Lewis advice and tried out each pushchair in turn, from Graco to Stokke, and then went off and bought ours more cheaply online. But we’ve never regretted the purchase. It’s been brilliant. Continue reading