Home Again, Home Again…

…jiggety jig.

What an amazing time we had but I am exhausted. Disneyland with an almost-four year old is a VERY different experience from anything I’ve experienced before but it was fantastic. Just seeing littlest’s excitement, his awe, facial expressions and bounciness was the best thing in the world.

There is so much that I could write but I’m just too jaded to set my mind to it right now, so I’ll give you the highlights:

Littlest has been so well behaved for our entire trip, from the three hour wait for the Eurostar train on our way out to the late nights and long days he has been an absolute, and excitable, joy. We checked in to find our room in a old West themed town and the minute that littlest clapped eyes on the bunk bed, he was in heaven and immediately made excuses to climb up and down, up and down. It was definitely one of his major highlights.

After we dropped off the cases and freshened up, we hit the parks straight away and started the first of many, many looooooong queues. It was so worth it though. Littlest has never been on amusement rides before and I was a bit worried that he’d decided he didn’t want to try anything out but I was so wrong! The first ride we went on was the Buzz Lightyear ride, where you ride in a car that you can turn 360° and use a laser gun to shoot at Zurg-related targets. Littlest fell in love with it and literally skipped out at the end. We ended up going on just ride every day of our trip. He also loved the teacups and flying Dumbo elephants and really enjoyed everything else that we went on. The only thing he wasn’t impressed with was the Pirates of the Caribbean boat ride because it was dark and the animatronics scared him a bit. Littlest was so brave though, we had no idea that he didn’t like it until later that day when littlest told us that he found it scary.

Yesterday was the best day, littlest got to meet his hero, Spider-Man! We queued for fifty minutes so that littlest could meet Spidey and have his photo take with him. Would-be husband and I were certain that littlest would back out but when his turn came, littlest walked forward with me to meet Spider-Man and had a little chat. I was stunned, but when littlest then let me walk away so that they could have their picture taken together I could have cried with happiness! Littlest posed with his hero, and had several photos taken. Would-be husband and I were so proud and paid the extortionate price for the photographs without question. What a fantastic memory!

Last night, we all had a very late night and stayed in the park until it closed so that we could see the Disney Dreams show. It is a laser, projection and firework show that takes place on and around the castle. It was absolutely spectacular and well worth keeping littlest up until midnight for. We have all been a bit tired and quiet today but we made the most of the day and crammed in as much as the queues and weather would allow before we had to return home. I don’t mind admitting that we were all pretty pleased to get home though, despite how much we have loved our first family trip together. It has been a full-on few days, definitely not a relaxing break, but I wouldn’t change a minute of it. The three of us have all had so much fun, and have loved spending so much quality family time together.

Littlest had trouble settling to bed this evening, tomorrow is his fourth birthday and now that our big trip is over, his focus is on his birthday and the presents that he is going to receive. Would-be husband and I have promised that tomorrow is all about littlest and he can do or go wherever he wants (within practical reason). It never ceases to amaze me how absolutely joyous making littlest happy makes me feel. I feel so lucky.

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Cheese!

We are an hour in to a three hour wait due to delays.  Booooo!  Still happy though because, you know, Disneyland baby!!

Cheese!

We are an hour in to a three hour wait due to delays. Booooo! Still happy though because, you know, Disneyland baby!!

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  • Me:: littlest, what time is it?
  • Littlest:: it's Disney taaaaaaaahm!
  • : And we're on our way...
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What the Deuce

A week from today, littlest turns four. Give me a second…four. FOUR! When, I mean how? Wait, what? Bloody hell this childhood malarkey is going way too fast. I do not approve, but the universe seemed to have missed that memo.

As a very, very super-extra special birthday present, would-be husband and I are taking littlest away for a few days on a special trip, only three more sleeps! We are going to Disneyland in Paris and we are all getting very excited. Well, it’s all littlest has been talking about for around three months but would-be husband finished up at work today for his holiday and so now the countdown really begins.

We always said that if we had the opportunity then we’d take littlest to Disneyland but not until he’s four or five and can really appreciate, and remember, it. Well, the opportunity arose and since it will hardly be likely to again, we tightened our belts and went for it. Would-be husband and I will be living on baked beans and toast for the foreseeable but I don’t care, littlest’s excitement is going to be worth every fart-fest that will undoubtedly accompany it. When asked, we requested birthday money from most family members for littlest so that he has plenty of spending money to take and we can make it truly memorable for him. It was important to me that we wouldn’t have to spend three days saying “we haven’t got the pennies”. Well, now he has and I’m taking extra hand luggage to make sure we have plenty of space to bring back what will likely be half of the onsite Disney store!

We come home late in the day before littlest’s birthday, and will keep him off nursery on his actual birthday. That happens to be the same day that littlest’s nursery are holding their leavers picnic so we are going to attend that and the nursery manager has said that everyone will sing happy birthday to littlest! I think I might cry.

This week has been a good week. I feel good, happy. For the most part, content.

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What. A. Morning

Littlest is only at nursery for a half day today because we are going to visit his primary school this afternoon for the first of several site visits. This has given me precisely four hours to spring clean the house, tidy the toy cupboard, tidy littlest’s wardrobe and vac the attic.

Yes. I vacced up in the attic. There were so many dirty great cobwebs connecting every beam that it was starting to feel like a ghost house whenever I went up there. So I dragged the monster dyson up the ladder and cleared out the damn lot. Now you can stand up in there without inadvertently donning a sticky silk wig!

I now have an hour for lunch and a sit down before I need to fetch littlest. Aaaaaaand relax!

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So I was having a sort through the attic today and I came across this box, packed away during the house moves of recent years. Make of it what you will…

That chakra wand is one of my most prized possessions.

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This little cutie got a haircut today

This little cutie got a haircut today

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Beach Life

This past weekend, littlest and I spent a day at the beach.

It was wonderful. We had the best day. Apart from a 20 minute tantrum when we first got there, littlest was an absolute gem all day and we had so much fun.

Earlier this week, littlest met his new primary school teachers. They came to our home and spent an hour chatting to me and playing with littlest. It was a brilliant initiative because after his usual initial silence, littlest would not stop chatting. It came to the point where one teacher was playing with littlest whilst I sat talking business to the other. They are both utterly lovely and really helped to put my mind at rest. I’ve been so worried, imagining littlest out of his depth and lonely but it sounds like it’s just an extension of nursery for the first year. Next week we are going, with the rest of littlest’s new class, to spend an hour or so at his new school having a look around and getting familiar with the setting.

Littlest’s pinky finger is getting much better. He’s been so good about keeping it strapped up and next week I think he’ll be ok to take that off permanently. The bruising is going down nicely and he cuts are healing quickly. Littlest is still a little wary and careful but I don’t think he needs to worry.

We’ve been loving the amazing weather this week and have spent lots of time outside in the garden and paddling pool or at the park. Typically, would-be husband has a day off tomorrow and we are forecast rain! Oh well, it will leave us with no excuse for putting off the little jobs that we need to take care of.

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Listen, after a 6.45am wake up, and if it keeps him in bed a bit longer, littlest can bring as many soft toys in to my bed as he like.  

So he brought all of them. 

All.  Of.  Them. 

What you see here is a drop in the ocean.   

Snuggle time!

Listen, after a 6.45am wake up, and if it keeps him in bed a bit longer, littlest can bring as many soft toys in to my bed as he like.

So he brought all of them.

All. Of. Them.

What you see here is a drop in the ocean.

Snuggle time!

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Crafting 

I’ve spoken recently (well, recently is relative to my latest post-slump) about my new found love of knitting.  It’s become a kind of therapy, something to keep me occupied without taxing my brain too much.  

I’m about as ‘beginner’ as they come but enjoying it so much that so far I’ve knocked up three basic blankets, a baby bonnet, a chunky infinity scarf (which I have to wait for about four months to become useful) and a couple of micro scarfs. With my basic skills I’ve kind of run out of things to make and gift but I’m not ready to take on anything more advanced just yet.  Then would-be husband’s stepmum suggested making hats for preemie babies and donating them to our local hospital.  I love that idea, it will be quick projects, I will be happily busy knitting and the end results will be useful.  Win all round!

So here is the first of what will be many little noggin-warmers, a baby bear hat.  It worked up a little big for preemies but I’ve adjusted the sizing on the next one.  I’m looking forward to trying lots of different basic patterns and to helping to keep a few early-birds nice and cosy.

Crafting

I’ve spoken recently (well, recently is relative to my latest post-slump) about my new found love of knitting. It’s become a kind of therapy, something to keep me occupied without taxing my brain too much.

I’m about as ‘beginner’ as they come but enjoying it so much that so far I’ve knocked up three basic blankets, a baby bonnet, a chunky infinity scarf (which I have to wait for about four months to become useful) and a couple of micro scarfs. With my basic skills I’ve kind of run out of things to make and gift but I’m not ready to take on anything more advanced just yet. Then would-be husband’s stepmum suggested making hats for preemie babies and donating them to our local hospital. I love that idea, it will be quick projects, I will be happily busy knitting and the end results will be useful. Win all round!

So here is the first of what will be many little noggin-warmers, a baby bear hat. It worked up a little big for preemies but I’ve adjusted the sizing on the next one. I’m looking forward to trying lots of different basic patterns and to helping to keep a few early-birds nice and cosy.

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