1 down, 5 to go!
That’s week one of the holidays done. Have to say, it’s been a fabulous one on this, could be tropical island with little missy, little mister and Granny.
We did lots of fun things! This included going to beach where we had a ball rolling down sand dunes, paddling in the Baltic Sea and were visited by 90 cows. This also included eating ham and sand sandwiches, biscuits with a side serving of sand and a coca cola’s newest version of coke; coke with sand. Pretty sure I’ve Still got sand in my teeth. And ears. And nose. And as per, we took all the sand home to spread all over the floor. Lovely jubbly.
We also had many trips into the “town.” Not so much a town but a village where the only shops are. The 20 minute car journeys each way were particularly fun. Arguing over who sits in which car seats to the colour of the bloody sky. To the point that on almost every outing I said “just don’t speak to one another and look out of your windows;” the whole “if you can’t say anything don’t say anything at all” charade.
Ahh! Sweet, sweet silence. For 24 seconds. Then.....
“He looked at me!”
“She pointed at me!”
And so on and so forth.
Gin was needed each night, btw.
Anyway, in a cunning tact I try “let’s all think of 3 nice things to say about one another.”
Little mister didn’t take part and little Missy’s first compliment was “he isn’t nice.”
So that didn’t really work either.
We also made a lot of pancakes which, although tasted great, and a good way to get enough sugar into my system to last the day, there was flour and sugar EVERYWHERE and a few failed attempts at cracking eggs INTO the bowl. Everyone did enjoy the pancakes though.
We had great fun at the playpark too and made some new friends. The kids. Not mummy and granny. We sat and avoided contact with any other human being except our own little darlings. Sometimes not even them. Missy, at the bottom of the slide, was then, in her own words, attacked by Mister, who was nowhere near her at the top of the slide. Missy also suffered a moment in which she got such a fright that she exclaimed “Don’t! You’re giving me a heart attack!”
The 6.30am start was always going to be a tricky one this morning when leaving but we had super-tears because granny was going to be left on her own, despite the fact that 1) she’s a grown woman 2) she lives at home by herself anyway and 3) her parents, should she need her mummy and daddy, are in a house, only a stone throw away.
The dreaded ferry journey was again not as bad as anticipated as both iPads were on full steam filling their heads with some nonsense but keeping me sane at the same time. We also had a selection of toys. Missy playing with toys and mister watching a film. Missy wants to watch film with him. He no longer wants to watch film and wants to play with toys. She now wants to play too. And you’ve guesssed it, he wants to watch a film. This game of cat and mouse continues for about 2 hours until the boat finally reaches its destination.
We’re now home. I’m sitting in a dark room wondering if you can buy an IV drip and line from amazon prime to be delivered tomorrow to fill with pink gin and cloudy lemon, my new favourite tipple while Missy designs postcards that she wants to SELL, not give, sell to the neighbours for 5p a pop and she’s asked me to create an advertising poster for said product.
Last question was “how do family become?”
Here. We. Go.
We did lots of fun things! This included going to beach where we had a ball rolling down sand dunes, paddling in the Baltic Sea and were visited by 90 cows. This also included eating ham and sand sandwiches, biscuits with a side serving of sand and a coca cola’s newest version of coke; coke with sand. Pretty sure I’ve Still got sand in my teeth. And ears. And nose. And as per, we took all the sand home to spread all over the floor. Lovely jubbly.
We also had many trips into the “town.” Not so much a town but a village where the only shops are. The 20 minute car journeys each way were particularly fun. Arguing over who sits in which car seats to the colour of the bloody sky. To the point that on almost every outing I said “just don’t speak to one another and look out of your windows;” the whole “if you can’t say anything don’t say anything at all” charade.
Ahh! Sweet, sweet silence. For 24 seconds. Then.....
“He looked at me!”
“She pointed at me!”
And so on and so forth.
Gin was needed each night, btw.
Anyway, in a cunning tact I try “let’s all think of 3 nice things to say about one another.”
Little mister didn’t take part and little Missy’s first compliment was “he isn’t nice.”
So that didn’t really work either.
We also made a lot of pancakes which, although tasted great, and a good way to get enough sugar into my system to last the day, there was flour and sugar EVERYWHERE and a few failed attempts at cracking eggs INTO the bowl. Everyone did enjoy the pancakes though.
We had great fun at the playpark too and made some new friends. The kids. Not mummy and granny. We sat and avoided contact with any other human being except our own little darlings. Sometimes not even them. Missy, at the bottom of the slide, was then, in her own words, attacked by Mister, who was nowhere near her at the top of the slide. Missy also suffered a moment in which she got such a fright that she exclaimed “Don’t! You’re giving me a heart attack!”
The 6.30am start was always going to be a tricky one this morning when leaving but we had super-tears because granny was going to be left on her own, despite the fact that 1) she’s a grown woman 2) she lives at home by herself anyway and 3) her parents, should she need her mummy and daddy, are in a house, only a stone throw away.
The dreaded ferry journey was again not as bad as anticipated as both iPads were on full steam filling their heads with some nonsense but keeping me sane at the same time. We also had a selection of toys. Missy playing with toys and mister watching a film. Missy wants to watch film with him. He no longer wants to watch film and wants to play with toys. She now wants to play too. And you’ve guesssed it, he wants to watch a film. This game of cat and mouse continues for about 2 hours until the boat finally reaches its destination.
We’re now home. I’m sitting in a dark room wondering if you can buy an IV drip and line from amazon prime to be delivered tomorrow to fill with pink gin and cloudy lemon, my new favourite tipple while Missy designs postcards that she wants to SELL, not give, sell to the neighbours for 5p a pop and she’s asked me to create an advertising poster for said product.
Last question was “how do family become?”
Here. We. Go.
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