Nothing to say?

I didn't blog last week, partially because I've been busy, mostly because I felt I hadn't got anything to say. However, looking back, there's been loads going on, so I'll do a quick update.

It was Jacob's third birthday on the 21st. He had a lovely day, even though we didn't do much. Doug and I scored massive brownie points by buying him a watch; it was only meant to be a bit of something that he could open as his big present (the climbing frame) had been operational since the Saturday before and was a bit difficult to wrap. Courtesy of the Great British Weather, the watch has been used much more than the climbing frame.


My pinky ponk card was read out on CBeebies, and Jacob was absolutely made up that his face was on the television. We used a picture of him pulling his grumpy face and I think he then associated that with birthdays as he pulled the same face during his playgroup's rendition of Happy Birthday to You later in the day.


The actual birthday party was on Saturday - luckily, the only completely fine day of the entire bank holiday weekend. We did a bbq, plus buns and biscuits (which I'm always surprised get eaten, but it is v gratifying to watch) and Jacob picked his own birthday cake, a pink pig (surprisingly nice, the icing wasn't too thick).



Everyone had a nice time, and the climbing frame was a big hit with all the kids (and the adults too, I think they've now got climbing frame envy).


Doug's parents came up for the weekend, so they arrived for the party and stayed until mid-afternoon on the Monday. Sunday was a complete wash-out, but lulled by the BBC's promises of fine weather for the entire afternoon we headed off to Harlow Carr, the RHS's northern garden.



We did have some fine weather, but it was while we were having an absolutely delicious lunch in the Betty's Tea Room just outside the gardens. It chucked it down for the rest of our visit, and made me realise that I need a slightly better waterproof than the cheapy kagoul I own at the moment.

Sam and Jacob had a fine time, just wandering round. Sam especially had a great time trotting around, but I had quite a lot of difficulty getting him to follow everyone else; consequently, he and I had a much more complete visit to the gardens, seeing more than the rest of the party :-)



I'm now faced with a rather wet-looking half term. Doug will be away in London on Wednesday and Thursday, which makes life more difficult and me generally a bit grumpy about his absence. I will be shattered by the time he gets home on Thursday, and if its been wet and we've been stuck in the house the entire time, my mood will be less than pleasant (just ask Doug what I was like after being stuck inside for 2 days on holiday in Crete).

Anyway, its looking like it might be fine this morning, so I shall get my finger out and see about taking the kids to the park. If I get there by ten, I'll beat the rush; that's the problem with half term - all the things that you think about doing to entertain your kids will be rammed. Oh joy.