Before Harper starts school in September, I wanted to make sure we went abroad with her before we got stuck in the vortex of school holiday prices… and to spend a bit of quality time together! So last year, after hearing two mums chatting outside of ballet class about their Disney holiday plans, I thought this would be the perfect little trip to go on before the summer holidays started. My husband, however, did not.
So it turns out my kids are bonkers about ice cream. Grayson claims his best friends are inanimate objects – ice cream and onions are his two current favourites. He quite often wakes up really early (sometimes at 4am – tell me this ends at some point) and asks if it’s ice cream time. So when the sun’s shining and we’re at the beach, it’d be rude not to have an ice cream…or two.
So, something big happened recently. We entered a new phase in our family life, and started leaving the house without a buggy, a suitcase-sized changing bag and four coats. And it felt good. Grayson has decided that he’s a big boy who doesn’t need a buggy, and now wants to scoot everywhere. So that’s exactly what we did recently.
Hasn’t the weather been c-r-a-z-y this week. Coats on one minute, then Factor 50 the next, and a total wash-out yesterday. Our Bank Holiday was a long weekend of broken-down cars, sickness bugs and a combined number of hours of sleep you could count on just one hand. We had Nanna and Grandpa coming down for a visit and we showed them a rather wet time in the car park of Halfords. So this Life in Pictures is nothing to do with this weekend, but instead a recent visit to their home in Norfolk!
It gets to this time of year and our Instagram feed is filled up with beautiful bluebell fields with shots of angelic children standing in those fields, looking serene. After trying for two years to get said shots, last year we walked away vowing never again – but surprise surprise we ended up there again a few weeks ago.
I’m always intrigued by how families spend their weekends. As we don’t have DIY to be getting on with or a garden that needs much attention, if any, we tend to pack our weekends with day trips, so it’s a bit of a break from the humdrum of the week. Saturdays are always hectic with classes and chores, so Sunday is our day-tripping day (that is unless Tia and I are working together!)
As soon as the sun comes out and Spring hits, I get itchy feet to go and embrace the season and get out of the house. We’ve done just that over the Easter holidays so this week’s Life in Pictures is a little bit of a bumper one!
Our first stop was Kew Gardens to see the blossom. It’s such a cliche to say but it is one of my favourite sights and it’s somewhere we try to visit a few times a year. I’m not sure if it’s the long drive to get there but one of the kids is always in a grump and this time it was Grayson’s turn.
A few weeks ago it was Harper’s 4th birthday and we celebrated with a superhero-themed party. She’s been planning her party since her 3rd birthday, so it felt like it was a long time coming. And the day before, I came down with a terrible virus, so the whole experience was a slightly surreal, medication-fuelled riot!
These pics are from a little trip we took to Eastbourne last week to see a show with the kids. A show which started at 7pm. Which could have been VERY STUPID. But turned out to be… only a bit stupid. They go to bed at 7pm normally, so I was dreading a tiredness induced shit fit mid performance. But luckily, it went the opposite way and my youngest sat dopily on my lap the whole way through. I love Eastbourne, there’s something wonderfully nostalgic about it. Proper English Seaside, with all the cheesy chintzy stuff that goes with it.
So I’m writing this post a week late. It was Harper’s birthday a week and a bit ago and since then I’ve been stuck in bed with a bug – I nearly didn’t even make it to her birthday party. But for her actual birthday (before the sickness struck) she had a long list of things she wanted to do to celebrate. These included, quote, “having breakfast in bed, riding a horse like a cowboy, playing mini golf, eating ice-cream on the beach, going to Disneyland, speaking French and eating cake”. We had a busy day ahead…
So four years ago at 12.58am, this little one turned me into a Mama. And I can’t believe I’m now a mum of a little girl almost at school. I feel like I’ve blinked and these early years have gone in a bit of blur. So I’m going to put the brakes on til September so we can just hang out (I so wish we were the Gilmore Girls!)
So lately I’ve been pretty rubbish at plate spinning. I seem to have picked too many up and have been crazily spinning hands, feet, head… well, you get the idea. As a result we have a messy house, a lot of unfinished craft projects and haven’t been spending a lot of family time out and about. Even when we have ventured out, my big camera hasn’t really come with us. So Life In Pictures is a bit of a mish mash this week.
You know you’ve been friends for a long time when all your likes and dislikes merge into being the same. Over the course of our 16 year friendship (gulp) we have developed a mutual like of weak coffee, crunch cream biscuits, prisons dramas and the colour yellow. We always want what the other has, and we regularly end up with the same stuff. Hence our troublesome twosome here in their little matchy yellow outfits. Too CUUUUTE.
Last week we did something we hadn’t done before together, we took the kids swimming. In our 16 years of friendship we have never hit the pool together. We had three out of the four buttons with us so we knew it would either be amazing or a total disaster… but we risked it. And (thank the lord) it was ace! And yes, that picture above, we did set the camera up on a sun lounger then leap unelegantly into the pool to try and get a pic of all of us. We felt like right idiots doing it, but we have no group photos!
When we have a free day at the weekend, our default family activity is to visit a National Trust property. We’re slowly working our way through the ones in Sussex and Bateman’s is our new favourite. It was the home of Rudyard Kipling, where you can view the house and a water-mill, and follow a lovely little fairy trail around the grounds. Normally when we venture out for an afternoon, the kids take it in turns to be tricky but we managed to escape any wobbles for a whole afternoon.