Life with little ones is so fast paced it would be easy to forget the little joys that happen along the way. Most things will just be enjoyed in the moment, but there are some things I want to remember in years to come when the “baby-days” have long gone.
I never want to forget Clara wondering around singing to herself in a world of her own, or when she uses a bib for a hand bag and it’s just hanging off her arm. Or Rose, when she’s lost in her imaginary game of preschools with her dollies, and Benedict busy building lego on the top bunk so Clara can’t reach him or his lego; the times when Benedict and Rose play Mass together or mums and dads, and Clara watching intently so she can copy what they’re doing and join in. All these just to name a few…
Reading The Enchanted Wood
Bateman’s National Trust
Rose playing preschool
Bodiam Castle NT
Knole Park NT
Today was one of the first days since the end of winter that we could spend outside in the garden; it was so warm that Benedict and Rose had to put shorts and t-shirts on!
Recently, I’d been thinking about how we could create a den in the garden without buying an “already-made-one”. We visited Knole Park yesterday and in the gift shop they had a beautiful, portable “den-making kit” rucksack, with everything you could possibly need to make one. It was £40 and part of me was tempted to buy it, but somehow it went against everything I think a den stands for. Isn’t a den meant to be made out of everything and anything you can find lying around and an excuse to get creative?
So that’s what Eoin and the kids did this morning – they found some bamboo sticks, some string, two old sheets and some pegs. Then, they decorated the bamboo using giant chalks for that added homely touch…
Here’s one we made in some woods near our house:
I can’t get enough of this picture!
Last weekend we went to Penshurst Place, home of Anne of Cleves, with some family friends of ours. It’s been a while since we’ve gone to a place like this but I think Benedict and Rose are old enough now to properly enjoy it; it was a really fun day out! We played lots of hide and seek, and introduced to the game 20 and 20 home, and sardines.
This trio, so full of life and fun…
Benedict will be three next month… and starting school next September! We’ve gone through the terrible twos; one of the most challenging things I’ve ever been faced with – I’d like to think we’re over the worst of it, but I’m not too sure about that! And now we are reaching the realm of imagination.
Benedict has a great one – he’ll spend hours playing imaginary games with his cars, his dinosaurs or firemen. The only problem now is that Rose always wants to join in the fun too, which never goes down too well!
Benedict does have a favourite ‘three-person’ game too though, and that’s pretending we’re being chased by a dinosaur, a bear or a monster. I have to run around the room holding Rose, looking as if there’s a monster behind us. Eventually I end up at the sofa where Benedict is waiting for us, and he says “I’ll keep you safe!” and gives me and Rose a big hug. But instantly he decides he’s turned into a monster and roars in our face and then we have to run again… he’s pretty convincing!
I can’t help thinking this is such a boy thing… I can’t imagine most girls wanting to run around pretending they’re being chased by monsters!
The new face Benedict has decided to pull… a lot! I just hope the wind doesn’t change.
There have been days this winter where I’ve just absolutely longed for the summer again! It seems like a distant memory now; being able to take Benedict to the park in shorts and t-shirt and letting him run wherever he pleased, while I sat with the other mums soaking up the sun with an iced-coffee! Instead, I’ve been putting off “outside-play” because it means chasing after a head-strong 18 month old who would rather wade through deep puddles of squishy mud than play in a nice, dry cornered-off tarmac bit in the playground!
My mum’s advice, after dutifully listening to my moaning over the phone, was pretty much: If you can’t beat the weather (or an 18 month old), join them. So I did… I ordered a puddle suit and some wellies and sucked it up and let Benedict have his fun!!
Unfortunately these photos aren’t great… I think B was just having too much fun to keep still for a photo!
Gleefully destroying a mole hill like a real boy! And beautiful hat too – made by Nana!
Some nicer pictures of the country park