The Story of a Wet Weekend - or - the Perils of the Pea Princess - or - Why a Digital Camera is a Mum's Best Friend

Readers of the Ladies Lounge have not heard so much about the Pea Princess lately. Those who travelled here via Glamorouse may remember some snippets, like, for instance, the reason she is known so aptly as the Pea Princess (in real life and long before Blogland).

The eldest child, she comes with a manual. It's a large manual and requires constant and sometimes surprising updates. The best way to keep on top of the many rules required in the care and feeding of a Pea Princess is to focus on the big red warning on the front cover of the manual:
CAUTION:
SENSITIVE
MATERIAL
INSIDE

So when, on a recent wet weekend, the innocent indoor activity of muffin making took a wrong turn and the muffin mix exploded all over the Pea Princess' favourite jumper (and dress, and face, and hair, and floor...) the sensitivity alarms went off.

And I, being a Mother of Invention, grabbed the camera.



















If you look closely at her cheek, you will see I wasn't quite fast enough, but the smile came through in the end.

























The Gorgeous Boy, he likes the camera too.




















The Sparkle Twin did her usual, which is to say she waited til all the larger, noisier and older (by four years and one minute, respectively) children were occupied in a major drama and then grabbed the best job for herself.






















But then, since Sparkle doesn't actually eat muffins but is happy to help make them, the other two muffin-eaters can hardly begrudge her the nicest part of the process, can they?

mtc
Bec