We spent the Bank Holiday picnicking with our “Newman House” friends in Kensington Gardens. I lived at Newman House for two years while I was doing my nurse training. It’s a residential Catholic chaplaincy for the University of London; it’s also a good place to find your husband! It’s where I first met Eoin and since leaving Newman House nearly three years ago, there have been at least six weddings and two engagements!
We had a lot of fun entertaining Benedict. It was the first time he’s been “let loose” in a big outdoor space and free to explore. I think he would have carried on crawling out of the park if we’d let him – he was pretty excited, much to the amusement of the passers by.
Benedict trying to escape:
Climbing over a sleeping daddy:
Blowing bubbles with Will and Gosia:
With Auntie Maria:
Over the Easter holidays, we visited my Nanna (my Mum’s mum), Granny and Grandfather (my dad’s mum and dad) in Gloucestershire. We’re lucky they live very close to my parents so they get to see Benedict every couple of months or so.
They love what every grandparent loves; seeing how much he’s grown, how clever he is with all the new things he can do – like blowing raspberries and strumming his fingers over his lips while he “brrrs”.
My Grandfather has always put on this very hard exterior, but secretly I think he’s actually quite soft! Benedict will charge across the sitting room floor just to play at his feet, and will start climbing up his legs, with no encouragement from Grandfather, but there’s definitely a cheeky smile that breaks through. When Benedict was first born, Grandfather went into town and bought him a brightly coloured blue and green elephant to dangle from the car seat, and it vibrates when you pull it. My Granny had no idea he’d bought it!
Benedict and Great-Nanna reading a story:
Benedict making himself at home on Great-Nanna:
When it comes to babies, my dad has the patience of a saint. He will pace, quite literally, for hours to get a baby to sleep. So Benedict knows him best as “The Granddad Train” And it never fails…
Granda-pop (Eoin’s dad) loves having silly fun with Benedict. If he’s not pretending to give Benedict alcoholic beverages, he’s dressing him up in oversized trench coats…
Eoin has developed an obsession with putting everything on Benedict’s head… Bibs, bubbles, building blocks, trousers, santa hats, glasses, muslin, muslin with glasses, nappies, pants, roofs, and theatre hats…
I couldn’t help but group them all together. The poor little one!