Love Bomb

Making bath bombs and some essential oil water for easier hair brushing with S (7) She just loved the old fashioned glass and rubber teat pipette.

Home made cookies :) (none for me :()

Bombs Away! Bulk purchase of acid and alkaline arrived from Summer Naturals. Thanks for the tip off from our friends at Muddy Sandy Life.

Love Bomb

A few bomb related songs today, my first choice was Galliano's Love Bomb but fruitless searches for a link, Bomb the Bass sounded seriously dated and hollow, and Bombastic? Well you know I am not sure about Shaggy! He should stick to Scooby Doo I reckon.

At one point this morning the lush combined smell of fresh baked chocolate chip cookies infused with the lemon, chamomile and peppermint oils heading into the bath bombs was heading out of the kitchen and up into nostrils. If smell is the closest link sense to memory then that gorgeousness can be my memory of today.

At home day after 4 days out, we bought the ingredients up together for the bath bombs and cookies to make when Smart Sandals came for regular Friday morning assistance.

S and I looked at all the oils we have and talked for ages about why the smallest bottle was the most expensive (chamomile) and the largest the cheapest (eucalyptus) and we went through one by one and googled their properties. S was especially intrigued by the lemon oil as that has played a bit part in the Roman Mysteries we are reading at the moment. Some of the earlier stories were set in the Villa Limona and there are many mentions of the lemon perfume. We read that one Japanese bank has been shown to keep its error rate very low by pumping lemon oil through a diffuser because lemon, amongst other things, aids concentration.

S also found time for some of the Horrible Science Beastly Bodies kit that she had for Christmas.

O and I went out for a shorter walk, only up the hill, not down as well, and cam home to find some scales arrived in the post. S was really excited to weigh herself as was Et. We have never owned our own bathroom scales before and, given that we chose not to use the services of the health visitor, the only time we have had any certainty surrounding our children's weights was briefly after they were born. Well, apart from at the Natural History Museum when we calculated our weight as a percentage of a polar bear last spring.

And I am no exception, having not know my own weight for maybe 8 years, apart from the obvious conclusion that, at 180cm, I am too short, I have decided that I would like to shift around 10kgs. Having a read around 1kg per week seems possible so by Baby Small's third birthday at the end of April seems achievable. Obviously I have no idea how much I weighed 3 weeks ago before the munching of left-overs, crunching of cookies and guzzling of wine stopped but that's okay. Today is fine.