Once every 4 years, the world seems to come together to put on a great show of solidarity for just 2 weeks. So it got me thinking about what the Rio Olympics were teaching the kids. We aren’t a hugely sporty family, we don’t take any […]
Month: August 2016
Week three came around so quickly and we had plans to catch up with loads of friends we don’t get to see during term time much.
Monday was a funny day, I woke up raring to go, we had a workman due to come in and do a repair so couldn’t go out. So I decided to do that job I should have done a year ago when Aliza went into a bed, take down the cot. It is a funny one as we have had a cot in the house for the last 10 years, I get a little bit emotional knowing that I won’t have a baby again. Even though I have my hands and heart more than filled, there is nothing more adorable than a ickle newborn. But now it’s gone, I can actually move around my bedroom hurrah!
Then I headed to the dump clearing the pile of rubbish in the front garden including the firstborn’s bed dismantled last week plus all the broken garden toys, so the neighbours will be happy I’m no longer making the road look like a junk yard.
Then the food shop, yawn, same junk as last week purchased.
Tuesday we headed south to catch up with friends, the kids loved Moors Valley Country Park when we visited a while back so we’re happy to return. We were seriously late, how can I possible get the tribe to school for 8.30 in the mornings but in the holidays struggle to get out of the house before 10. All in the name of relaxing and de-stressing, can you use de-stressing in the same sentence as school holidays???? The weather was good and they walked miles, which meant a good night’s sleep and lay in, result! They girls played on the play trail whilst the boy caught Pokemon. Picnic lunch and ice cream too, perfect! Oh and no real meltdowns, I must be doing something right with this parenting malarkey, who am I trying to kid it will all be crashing down around me in a day or two. Our journey home took forever, after about a hundred toilet stops, thank heavens for My Carry Potty.
Wednesday and Thursday were all about friends too, we headed to Heaven’s Gate, near Longleat on Wednesday. Wow what a lovely place, not far from home and totally free. The view overlooking Longleat house is fab, the weather was clear so we could see for miles. I chilled and caught up with a friend whilst the kids found a rope swing and ran up and down the hill like loons and getting filthy, but that’s what childhood is all about, they say! Thursday we headed to a secret park, with another tribe of friends, there was only us there and the kids could run and roam around know they were safe, well apart from climbing the skateboard ramp, but we all survived without injury so that’s a result.
So far the week had been pretty calm and relax, I feel like I have this parenting malarkey under control, but no fear there’s weeks to go yet!
Friday a home day, blooming gardening, seriously I need to work harder so I can get someone in the sort my garden (my mind wanders off to that young good looking gardener on Desperate Housewives, click click back in the room and back to reality). We also just pottered around the garden and did some jobs in the house on Saturday.
Sunday was by far our highlight of week three, I set the alarm for the crack of dawn, got up made a pack lunch, lifted the smaller kids out of bed in their PJs and left the house just after 5am to head to the Bristol International Balloon Fiesta.
But it was so worth it, we had a picnic breakfast as the balloon went up for their mass morning accent. It was definitely a morning that will last in the kids memories forever and that’s what parenting is about right! After a little wander around once the balloons had all taken flight we headed home via Dyrham Park and made use of our National Trust passes whilst I made sure the kids were totally exhausted.
Week Three done and half the holidays gone. The kids were stars this week and I have really enjoyed being Mum, good work kids.
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Week one of the summer holidays are now over and done with, I survived.
Our week started with the confirmation the The Boy had fractured both his wrists after a fall off a climbing frame at the weekend. So bring on the emotions, when they told me I burst into tears like some loony overprotective mum, jeezz that is so not my style. Why the tears, I think it was a mixture of how the hell am I going to manage to help Faryl eat, drink, go to the loo and just about everything else he can’t do for 6 weeks while still having to entertain the other 4. Then I think I was proud of how well Faryl had coped with the pain, he’s usually such a whinger but had just been wincing when anyone touched his arms.
The following day the kids had a visit from their father the first in months and he left just before bedtime, cheers for that, but exhausted as I was I mustered up the energy to get then to bed and plan for an exciting adventure the following day. Oh but there was a huge plus to the day me and the brainy one went to see The BFG at the cinema, she loved having some one to one time with Mummy, plus after being unprepared and not smuggling pound land drinks and popcorn in I forked out a fortune on a oversized fizzy pop and enormous bucket of popcorn. Yes I did enjoy it too, the diet wasn’t on the agenda, eek!
Wednesday we headed to Chessington World of Adventures, now we are lucky enough to be Merlin Annual Passholders we plan to make the most of them. The day started with me being a tad bit stressed, well I had experienced a roller coaster of emotions in the last few days, but after realising that it was going to ruin the day otherwise, I took myself away from the kids for a few minutes (no worries they were left with Grandma, I didn’t desert them in a public place!). And came back calm and ready to enjoy the day and that’s what we did, check out more about our day here.
Thursday, I had plans to sort the garden aka wild place and do some dump runs, yes my house is bursting with crap and during a normal week running around town like a blue arse fly I don’t get the chance to do these things. But the sodding weather decided to save me from that and peed down most of the day. So instead The firstborn decided she wanted to take her bed down and order a new one, I had been promising her forever and as she’s now 15 a high sleeper with desk and wardrobe underneath and no ladder to get up isn’t really suitable. So that is now also waiting at the side of the house to go to the dump, ah well maybe next week.
Thanks to Argos next day delivery, the firstborn’s bed arrived, so another box in the hallway to trip over. I had other things on my mind like the bloody root canal I was having Friday morning, it wasn’t actually as bad as I expected, but still made me feel ill. I came home to find the firstborn was halfway through putting her new bed together, what a star. She completed all by herself and it looks very grown up in the big girls room. A big tick off of her Summer wish list.
For the weekend we headed to Wales to stay with my sister and nieces. We visited The Big Chesse in Caerphilly, but not the best place to go with only 2 adults and 7 children, it was a constant headcount as it was really busy. They however loved a couple of fairground rides each, well at £2.50 each ride what do they expect, gone the days when you got 3 tokens for £1, yes that was years ago I know.
We finished our weekend off visiting Margam Park near Port Talbot, a great place to take the kids to run off steam, ok try to wear them out it never really works that way they are usually just grumpy and still resist bedtime.