This child is obsessed by scissors. Given the chance she will spend the entire day snipping little pieces of paper from bigger pieces of paper. She hasn't got a great deal of control yet (especially given that she consistently uses her left hand and the scissors are all right-handed), but making a series of diagonal cuts and then trimming them off seems to hit the spot at the moment.

Luckily for my sanity she still has a lovely long nap in the afternoon, so I busied myself making mincemeat. It's probably obvious that I love all the heavily-fruited, spicy mixtures that feature in so many of the traditional Christmas foods, but I haven't previously felt it was worth the effort to make mincemeat. This is a non-traditional recipe, however, with no suet and heavy on cranberries and apple as well as the vine fruits. Looking forward to some mince pies now!

I used to be obsessed with scissors, too. Aged 5, I cut off the fingers of my mother's best brown suede (with handpainted white dots!) gloves! Well, I was playing buses and needed fingerless mittens for the authentic conductress look.
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Yes, I have a very clear memory of how angry my mother was when I cut my own hair. Even at the age of three it seemed unfair as my motives were entirely altruistic - my Teddy needed some curls and I (in those days) had some to spare.
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