party in my tummy

We are whole heartily embracing what can only be called Miss T’s new obsession…the IPAD and more specifically the teletubbies (that smiling sun baby is genius) and Yo Gabba Gabba…I officially don’t care that we may have a fight on our hands when she is 5, 10 or 15 and won’t put the damn thing down but until then the IPAD is creating a happy bubba and therefore a happy mumma…happy daddy and happy Popo.

The wonders of technology are allowing a much more peaceful breakfast time and the occasional successful coffee in public. She loves watching her smiling sun baby while munching on toast and on two occasions so far we have actually sat for a coffee for over 20 minutes…unheard of for the last well, 16 months of our lives…Yes we sip our coffee to ‘there’s a party in my tummy, a party in my tummy, a party in my tummy'... or to the catch phrase ‘babies are awesome!’ from one of her favourite episodes, but hey you can’t have everything.

 

 

I am quietly hoping I am not the only one though and I look forward to hearing of your 'guilty pleasure'?