First Days of Summer – Photo Diary

I’m not gonna lie, this week over in mamaland has been hard – Tom Hardy/Vinnie Jones/the heels of my feet pre-pedi kinda hard! With a 12 month old cutting his first molars and a desire to get out in a currently not-quite-toddler safe garden (pre-extension) there’s been a lot of whinging, tantrums, tears and mud coated snot.

This week saw the first day in Casper’s 12 months when I watched the clock for bedtime. I filled with resentment every second that passed beyond 6:15pm when Mr Only Girl didn’t walk through the door in order for me to pass responsibility of small person for a molar-induced-whinge free 5 minutes. So, in the sickeningly positive spirit that everyday starts anew, what do you do when life throws you a shit day with a baby on board? Go out! Go out anywhere, just get out! Things are ultimately better when doused in sunshine – this apparently goes for teething bubbas too, as smiles, giggles and eating resumed in the great outdoors.

It doesn’t take a kaleidascopic imagination to please a little person – a duck pond, a park and his favourite ball are sufficient entertainment to ensure sore gums are forgotten and mummy’s sanity is kept in tact. And who knew, apparently swans quite like stale chilli tortillas…

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Butlin’s Astonishing Family Science Weekend Review

What are your first thoughts when you think of Butlin’s? Prior to this weekend, my only experience of Butlin’s was the day trip my great-nan would take (read: drag) me on every Summer – cue memories of wet, windy weather and a somewhat grim, outdated seaside family holiday park in need of good clean, some Weedol and a lick of paint! Some distant relatives would rent a beige looking, damp “chalet” for a week, every year,cramming kids, grand kids and anyone else with the same DNA in their bleak bolthole. But like the poor relations with tongues wagging, Nanny Flo and I’d hop on the train to be granted a day pass to experience a measly slither of their holiday. It’s memories like these, in-ground in the psyche of 30-something parents of the UK that gave Butlin’s it’s stigma as a less than desirable holiday destination. Fast forward 23 years, a £70 million overhaul, and with a Butlin’s Holiday Ambassadorship to my name – we were cautiously off on our very first Butlin’s Break.

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Half Term Dreaming, Mark Warner Holidays

It’s the first school holidays of 2016 and I already feel like I’ve failed one of our new year promises – get the kids off those bloody gadgets if it kills us. Given the chance the boys would go days without raising their pasty, vitamin D deficient faces from their iPads, iPhones, Play Stations or, wait for it – yes they even found all the games on the Amazon TV stick! Drag them onto the driveway, parka clad and it feels like a scene from The Wizard of Oz… “I’m meeellltttting”, as the slightly warm February sun penetrates their barely exposed skin. I’m sometimes left wondering if these are the same kids, that only a few years ago wanted be out of the house 24/7 – puddle jumping, ball kicking, tree climbing, mudslinging and bike riding until the proverbial bovines came home.

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Our Week at the Beach Hut

Half Term – 5 Boys – 3 Dogs – South Coast → An Epic Adventure! Last week we embarked on a much discussed and long anticipated beach hut rental and oh the fun we had!…

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Sunday Funday – Columbia Road Flower Market

I’d long wanted to take a little trip to Columbia Road flower market, to be laden down with the freshest, most juicy blooms imaginable on a slightly biting Sunday morning, just as I’d adored on…

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