Another two weeks have whizzed by, we’re slowly getting into some sort of routine, completely led by E. Which I’m glad about, she’s feeding whenever she likes, (which can be often!!!), and sleeping well at night (waking a couple of times). She actually slept in the bedside cot last night (she’s been in our bed upto now), with no fuss or crying, a complete contrast to when L was little. We were so strict about her having to sleep in the carrycot from day one, we spent most of our nights running up and down the stairs replacing the dummy!! Hindsight is an amazing thing, ‘why would a newborn that had been held close in the womb for nine months happily sleep in a box all on it’s own’. It’s nice to just go with the flow and let her do things at her own pace.

I love this shot taken by my 3 1/2 year old.
Anyway back to the post title I have been amazed and aghast at the recent bloggings about clotheslines in the US, it seems that in some places it’s actually against the law to hang your washing out! Check out this NY times article. Why are consumerism and wealth seen as the be all and end all in the US, not hanging your washing out because it makes you look poor, come on!!!
It just wouldn’t enter my head to put laundry in a tumble dryer if it wasn’t raining (even then I prefer to hang it in the house). As a student, and living in flats over the years, I’ve always hung my washing, and would hang it on coat hangers at the window to dry. There’s even a project in the US, to try and educate people about hanging laundry.
I don’t enjoy the laundry, but my eldest loves helping out, passing the pegs and the clothes to be hung. She’s even been spending time drawing clotheslines recently!! I love these.


The little character at the bottom is Mr Jingles, and apparantly he lives in a ‘teeny tiny house that grows and grows when he climbs inside’.
Here’s my youngest contribution to the laundry, one days worth of nappies!!!.

Must go the laundry’s piling up as we speak, there’s a load in the washer to hang, and a basket full to be folded (there’s nothing like folding newborn clothes though!!).















