Bricothé

For the past few months I have been attending weekly bricothé with my French mammy friends.

bricothé is a made up word (I think)...brico from bricolage the French word for DIY and thé the French word for tea. It also rhymes with tricoter, the French word for knit.

Basically we get together every week at someone's house to drink rooibos tea, eat homemade cake and do crafty things, while the children all play nicely together.

Now I am not sure if this is what all French mammies are like, but these ladies are seriously talented. I'll stumble in with the two boys hanging off me and they'll be effortlessly knocking up cushion covers on the sewing machine, making jewellery, knitting and stitching things that look like mini Bayeux tapestries.

I have yet to actually make anything at one of these sessions due to being highly uncrafty but I am really inspired and might get involved a bit more when Luke doesn't require constant help out of places he is stuck in.

However there's been no bricothé this week or last for us as Luke has been unwell, first with a nasty cold and now with a nasty stomach bug which has produced some of the most foul nappies I have ever seen (and after three babies, I have seen a hell of a lot). He has hardly eaten for a week and is sleeping worse than ever before. The doc prescribed him a whole load of stuff yesterday though, so hopefully he will be on the mend soon.

Speaking of nappies, Max is officially out of them during the day, hooray!