Easter holidays

We have limped our way to the Easter holidays and have begun them with a poorly boy.  he came home from school on Friday and effectively flopped.  He's not really 'ill' 'ill', but has had a high temperature at night and has been in our bed ( very unusual unlike Becca who has come into our bed every night since about Xmas!).  He's very up and down and has complained about earache.
Anyway, yesterday wasn't particularly adventurous, and today we simply headed to the cinema to watch the Penguins of Madagascar - which was surprisingly funny,  There were parts Paul and I were completely wetting ourselves laughing!  Kids seemed to enjoy it too....!

Tomorrow we are planning on going to Oxford with my mum but we may have to see how he gets on tonight, I could do with a night without 4 of us in a King size bed.

On a more positive front, we have had lots of fun with craft stuff, and have hung our little wooden eggs/flowers on an Easter branch.  Rebecca was a bit less random on her 'egg hanging' with all of them on the same branch,  Paul told me to leave them but there are some things that do bring out an element of 'control freak mother' in me and I had to re-hang them once she was in bed.

the kids have made more Easter baskets that they will ever need, and they requested a countdown calendar like the advent one I made with lots of  surprises in it, such as days out, craft activities and (of course) chocolates.  This evening we painted the bottom half of some old yellow plastic eggs I found a blue colour so we can try and turn them into minions tomorrow... Ha ha, who needs phonics anyway!!!  (Good job my kids are pretty academic as I ignore all that extra learning stuff and go straight for the fun things at home!!)

Well I don't think today will go down as a memorably impressive achievement-filled one.   Ben had Forest school, which basically involves a long coach journey to a field and some trees, to run about a bit in the rain, climb a few trees, cook marshmallows and then a long journey back covered in mud.  All very good for a kiddo who lives in the inner city with no access to the countryside, but we are 5 minutes walk from a lovely wood and hill, plus we have the pleasure of camping at every opportunity - so not really world changing for him.  Still, it beats phonics I guess!

Becca and I attempted a 'Mum and Becca day out' but didn't really manage much bonding time.  We headed to the farm park in the knowledge that it would be quiet due to the weather and it is free as we have passes.  But on the way there we passed a bad car accident which had obviously only just happened.  I went past, but then had a change of heart and turned round to see if I could help.  It's a tough decision as obviously I had Becca in the car, but it isn't a particularly busy road so I felt I had to at least offer.  In fact I was of some use, as I spoke to the emergency services and then stayed with the lady in one of the cars until the paramedics arrived.  But obviously having Becca there meant I had to keep an eye on her too and she got upset so I had to take her out of the car and I think she got a bit cold, so was pretty grumpy by the time we eventually made it to the Farm Park.  Becca doesn't do cold very well (which doesn't bode well for scout camps!).

We managed to watch some lambing and hold a baby chicken but only really lasted about and hour and a half at the farm park before heading back, and she slept on the way home which is very unusual these days so I guess she is a bit under the weather.

The rest of the day was taken up with Frozen viewing, until it was time to collect Ben, who seemed to have brought the best part of the forest back with him on his trousers.

2 years on...

and so much has happened!  Today Ben lost his first tooth.  A big deal.

Yes this blog saw me through relationship cock ups, finally meeting 'the one', marriage, pregnancies and the world of the little toddler.  Then Facebook took over and I moved onto snappy one liners to update my life on a daily basis.  Some days I miss putting down a bit more detail so, although it may be a temporary reprise, I'd like to try and record a little more.

Ben was beside himself with excitement on losing the tooth, which he has been wiggling for days.  I have to admit I am a little gutted about the loss of his lovely looks to one with a wierd gap in his gnashers, but his excitement was infectious and he leapt upstairs at the sign of bath/bedtime in his enthusiasm to get to sleep to allow for the tooth fairy's visit.
I had intended to place 50p under the pillow which seemed reasonable but Paul had already shined up a nice £1 coin so who am I to deprive the boy from more spending power.  I have a horrible feeling the morning will come even earlier than 5.59am start I had today.
On which note, Rebecca has spent the last 2 months coming into out bed anytime between midnight and 3am, something which we keep meaning to get around to resolving but never quite managing to get the strength or determination to see through.  We are the epitome of slack parents.