Although I know many of you within Barbados (possibly the Caribbean) and who are slaves to C&W cannot access this content, I still want to share it with you. Anyone watch this one as a child? My brother and I were g.l.u.e.d. to the TV on Saturday afternoons, engrossed in this story (told cheesily, I admit) and I still remember the plot (if not all the details) very well. Fascinating that this show is being revived…
As a side note: Can I just say, that any reason whatsoever to see more Morris Chestnut on my screen is a good reason. From first time, to last time, I think that man is just delicious to the eye.
When I was a little thing, and my Auntie Gillian was still a steady presence in my life, at some point she introduced me to Beano Magazines.
For those of you in a America, you may not be familiar. Beano is the home of the UK Dennis The Menace. Dennis is older, tougher, scrappier, snottier and a lot less innocent.
I–lover of Marmalade Atkins–and already dubbed the ‘naughtiest girl at [my] school’, loved Beano mag. Read more…
Today Dayo is three. Three years, three years… sounds so short, and was his entire lifetime.
He is growing so beautifully, and is sooo funny, and mischievous, affectionate and the joy of my life and my greatest motivator, all I can say is, I can only celebrate his birthday as being the best day of my life.
I love this boy so much, sometimes it frightens me. I seek to better myself and my life, only so I can be fully equipped to guide him through his.
My heart, my greatest love… my darling who turned this queen into joy.
I left him watching TV for two minutes to go pour a cup of coffee. When I got back, it was all I could do to grab my camera and start shooting. He did not require any moisturising for a few days.
Last night he was in his crib grumbling, not quite ready to fall asleep, but getting there. Most nights I will leave him there, and let him slowly wind down. Some nights I will let him out for another little play to burn off the extra energy.
Last night, I took him for a little tour around the house.
So he was doing his do, running around the room and up and down the corridor. Both Mummy and I were keeping an eye on him, and I literally took my eye off of him for one second and heard a huge THUNK!
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When I was a little thing, and my Auntie Gillian was still a steady presence in my life, at some point she introduced me to Beano Magazines.
