Summer Diary W5 D3 – Pizza Diversion!!

Wednesday.

So we are back from out hols, the washing mountain is leering at me from the bathroom (camping washing is always so smelly!) and the cupboards are stark with their deep scary hollow emptiness…

*sigh* Domestic servitude bliss is once again the theme of the day. (I’m writing this Friday after getting caught up on a submission with a deadline and the washing is still not all done and the car is not fully unpacked #fail) So I pootle off to the supermarket because starving children are frowned apon and hungry husbands whinge too much, with one eye open for entertainment for the little lady. (The little man was deprived of telly for 5 days and was stuck to Nick Jr. with his eyes on sticks)

There were no peas for podding, no little colouring books, the bubble wands were reduced to 28p but it was raining…

and then I found this…

Those fabulous people at Jus-rol do a pizza in a box!!! Perfect!

Yes, I know how to make pizza dough *rolls eyes* and yes, pasata would be cheaper but This Comes Ready In A Fabulous Popping Tube!!!! With the cutest little pot of sauce!!!! Squeeee!!

Honestly, it’s time for them to go back to school I’m going insane 😉

Look what she made!

Nom nom nom…

N.B this is NOT a sponsored post, just a very happy find 😀

School Girl (Summer Diary W4 D1)

Today was the first school uniform shopping trip of my daughters life.

It was actually very painless, we have struggled to locate navy skirts and shorts but thankfully managed to locate them in Matalan, she had a wonderful time pushing the child size trolly around to, in fact she enjoyed it so much I just wandered around behind her tweeting…

Skirts socks shorts purchased we went to the shoe shop, I’d been dreading this bit, cost wise as well as ‘style argument’ wise, as it turned out they only had one pair in the shop her size which were the ones she and I both liked anyway, is there any chance it will always be this easy?

I can’t help thinking as I’m sure all Mum’s do; how fast the last almost 5 years have passed, in 2 and a half weeks I will be taking her to school for the first time, this is a huge change for both of us one that I think we will both enjoy as we move forward with her learning.

The most amazing thing of all is that in September I will get a letter from the council with an application form to apply for a school place for my son for September 2012, my baby boy, who is just out of nappies and curls up on my lap with the most amazing ‘huggles’. Whilst my daughter is raring to go to school and really ready for it, as am I, my baby boy is not and even in a year I wonder if I will feel that he will be….

😦

Summer Diary – The rest of week 3!

Last week went past in a bit of a blur, we were really busy with our guests. You know that serendipitous moment when someone staying with you just slots into your house like that have always been there – that!

Of course that might have been the wine…

It just goes to show you that although we shrug and say “It’s only Twitter!” and other non-tweep people may be scathing about virtual friendships, that they can be very real and very worth while.

Well we did a lot in the three whole days they were here, visited a park a garden center and went geocaching, ate loads, drank a bit, fed fish, fussed dog, hunted for cats 😉

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I think our Koi may always now be known as the kissing fish and Daisy has reminded us how lovely it is to have a dog in the house (one that doesn’t eat the kitchen that is..) It is fabulous to have grown up company to stay.

The weekend seemed very quiet in comparison, Saturday me making a break for Bristol to meet some writing friends, a whole afternoon and evening in adult company, a stark reminder how out of the loop I am as a non TV watching non musical person, most of the time I had no idea who or what they were talking about! It didn’t matter as it helped make me feel like a (rather dense) adult.

So… here we go with Week 4, Daddy is home all week so I’m going to have to fight for blog time with a crow bar! The plans so far are today (Monday) Uniform Shopping, Tuesday; sort things out for Wednesday and try and get things a little ship shape and Bristol fashion around here (faint hope). Wednesday we are shipping the smalls to Aunty Nicky’s and making a break to freedom to a friends wedding – I’d just like to pop in here to reaffirm my early point, I met the bride on Twitter. Thursday we collect the smalls and gather our camping stuff together to head for glorious Pembrokeshire *prays for sunshine*.

It’s all go is it not?!

Summer Diary W3 D2

I’m a bit behind this week *rolls eyes* but it is for a really good reason, amidst a rioting England our little corner of the Blue and Green planet is relatively untouched, I knew there was a great reason for living in the back of beyond!

Tuesday Morning we piled in the car and went to a park in a neighbouring town with some friends, the park is fabulous and has a lovely cafe in the grounds for Mummy’s to swill coffee whilst the smalls collect twigs.

Looking at my photo’s it’s obvious the Little Man is the only one who stayed still long enough to be captured 😉

Tuesday afternoon they helped Daddy in the garage whilst Mummy spent some time *chatting to people about the riots on Twitter (*worrying about people).

Later that evening with violence kicking off in Birmingham and Manchester I had a frantic tweet conversation with a friend, she took up my offer to escape and crash for a few days, hence being behind with the Diary…Is this the swiftest arranged tweetup in history?? I wonder…

p.s we are having a blast, something good to come out of the mayhem!!

Summer Diary W3 D1

Today was a visiting day, we managed to get ourselves on the car and down to Dorset to visit my sister Jen, only for me to not be able to find her house again….  I get within 500yards and have a brain blip, it’s just urban sprall to me I always struggle, perhaps this time I have it nailed, I doubt it…

The smalls entertained each other for most of the day which is always a bonus and we went out to a very special restaurant for lunch, somewhere I usually make a point to avoid but they do love it so. Why is that? I have no idea….

 

During the afternoon they iced cakes and then took the mick a bit by eating them sneakily not leaving any for the adults, I was actually more concerned about the little man being sick in the car again, he does seem to suddenly be getting very travel sick 😦

We stayed later that I planned as I managed to convince Jen to join Twitter, after professing her concerns of not having anything to say she took to it like a duck to water, we girls can gas for England!

The drive home was sick free thankfully and the smalls enjoyed watching a film and having cheese and ham triangles for tea ( 2 wraps with cheese and ham in the middle warmed in an oil free frying pan until the cheese melts then cut into triangles)simple but effective…

 

 

Summer Diary W2 D5

Another week successfully negotiated with minimal traumas 😉

Today was an unusual day because we had a Wedding to attend, all the best people get married on a Friday 😉

I’m afraid this post was delayed because Mummy got a bit carried away with the Pimms at the reception and all my photos are pretty pants…. the Pimms was lovely though! Fortunately my sister, niece and my Step Dad Andy took some corkers – Thank you all!

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Summer Diary W2 D4

Rain stopped play 😦 or rather we launched into our Rainy Day Plan, which predictable involved wellies, umbrellas and puddles.

We covered up and rushed out into the world! Well, walked around to Morrisons to get some brown sugar.

I forgot my camera *facepalm* so it’s lucky Daddy was home and came with us and took this – don’t blink you will miss it 😉

That’s my boy!

and that’s my Girl, although she wasn’t keen on her pants getting wet.

Once home we got our act together and attempted to make some gingerbread men,

I know! They look more like blobs then men but I blame the fact I’m #notadomesticgoddess! I tried, yea me!

Whilst they cooked the smalls helped out with pea podding, fast becoming a favourite activity in this house.

This afternoon they are playing together in the conservatory, it involves pans, pinnies and cars, nope, I have no idea, this is parent free imagination play time. Long. May. It. Last.

 

Summer Diary W2 D3

This delightful mode of transport is called ‘The Noddy Train’.  I have no idea if that’s it’s real name but 3 generations of my husband’s family seem to think it is and that’s good enough for me. It runs from the car park at the bottom of The Broadway all along the Spit at Hengisbury, to a rather delightful little dwelling of impressively expensive beach huts and a stretch of pretty (if a little pebbly) beach.  It’s one of my favourite places on the south coast, the lane the train runs along is mostly tree lined with beautiful views of Christchurch harbour with the Cathedral in the distance, we used to often walk or cycle down it’s length, often with our old dog, to meet friends on the beach pre-children.  Sunbathing topless, drink warm beer and enjoying water skiing or do-nuting off the OH’s little speedboat (how times have changed!)

So yes, today the smalls and I collected the MIL and went off to the beach!

I think they assumed that we would either be taking the train or the cliff railway because the Little Lady’s face dropped when Nana said “The beach is just down that path.” and I had to butt in with “We will be going on the Noddy train Nana!”

After making sure everyone had visited the toilet (why do children insist on weeing at every toilet you pass? Even the mention of the T word has my two in a chorus of “I need a wee!”) we got in the train queue and waited with an undercurrent of excitement for our train ride, the way only small children can.

Bags stowed and small people away from the gaping hole that served as a door we bumped our way down the track to the beach, waving and saying hello to everyone we passed.

It really is a stunning place…

Once on the beach the Little Lady cast aside her clothes and threw herself at the sea, the Little Man was happy to dig and make mud pies.

We had lunch.

and built a “Mystery Sandcastle Mountain” which super hero’s live in (apparently)

and then had to sadly come home which caused a few tears, they perked up a bit when the Chippy was mentioned and after dinner they charged around on their scooters out the front while Daddy met one of his website car people.

Once again I’m the last person awake in the house, it’s cool and quiet and quite lovely; but you know that thing that happens when you spend all day yelling at the small people to “Keep your hat on” “Drink something!” “More sunblock! You don’t want to burn!” and totally forget to wear a hat, sun block or drink anything yourself? Yeah that…. Mummy is a lobster!

Summer Diary W2 D2

A slower start today *sighs with relief* the Little Man slept in until 7am!

We had arranged to meet a friend and her smalls in the park and so set about bundling our needs into a blue ikea bag, I did think twice about taking the wave boards but the Little Lady was insistent, I do a fairly good impression of a pack horse it has to be said.

After a mad couple of hours splashing around and a game of spot our friends in the supermarket, during which the Little Lady convinced me we needed to have a BBQ this evening, sausages were chosen (the ones Daddy likes) and finger buns, I managed to convince the Little Man we already had plenty of Ketchup, we got home in time for lunch.

Once home they did some ‘quiet drawing’…


and had lunch.

and then Mummy got brave and allowed finger painting!

A quick trip to the shops with Dad to buy coals gave me a breathing space, they came home with a new game of Connect 4, we found this in a pub recently and the smalls adored it.

The BBQ was lovely, the smalls love ‘sausage ina bun’ with the last of the home grown potatoes in a potato salad, the Little Lady diligently cut some chives for it from the pot in the garden and then snipped them like Katy does with Mummy’s big scissors.

So another day successfully negotiated, I find myself sitting quietly this evening as the OH has crashed out asleep, feeling quite calm. It’s been a good day.

Summer Diary: W2 D1

An early start *grimmace* the Little Man was up rather a lot during the night calling out with the night terrors, the Little Lady had the odd night when she was smaller but nothing like this, he seems to be having them quite often.  So at 5.50am when he woke up upset and loud, waking his sister, it was snuggling on the sofa with Lightning McQueen until the hour became more sociable.

Then they made their own breakfast, this is fast becoming a trend, the Little Lady has a thing about spreading the butter, I have a thing about her not digging holes into the butter but we are finding a common ground and developing her skill on this matter.

After breakfast, fairies were made and the little man attacked the Tesco direct catalog with a pair of scissors, he was allowed, I used to spend hours doing that as a child and then we went frog hunting in the garden!

Look what we found!

Actually we found two but one of the little fellas was not keen to be caught. We let him go into the vegetable filter where they live.

Lessons were learnt in the Koi’s natural tendency to splash their tails 😉

And then we went on a nature trail to find what fruit is left in the garden, sadly only grapes

and this mystery berry, do you know what it is yet? (I do!)

I also grabbed a shot of my favourite Lilly that is out at the moment.

Then I handed a camera over to the Little Lady and she and her brother went with Daddy to the Scrappies to get rid of one of his rusty MG carcasses, whilst I went to the post office and the supermarket.. thrilling but quiet!

She has a cruel streak taking this, he’s napping whilst eating his packed lunch but I’m impressed with how well lined up it is!

Daddy took a couple of pictures at the scrappy.


Currently they are charging up and down the path outside on their scooters, where do they get the energy from!!!

So there you go, week two, day one successfully negotiated.  I know what you are thinking, it’s only 3 O’clock! But we seem to have done so much already today I took the opportunity of Daddy cleaning up a hunk of car with his sandblaster and keeping an eye on the scootering smalls to hide upstairs and write it up, if anything interesting happens between now and bed time I will be sure to let you know.