Wednesday, 16 April 2014

The Break

Look I knew this was coming all along. I'm sorry. But. We need to take a break. Yes that's right. A break. Come on, some time apart. You understand right? No we aren't splitting up! Think Ross and Rachel in Friends.

Basically when I started my little blog in late December I knew that mid April I would be having a little time out. I'm going away for the week to continue the never ending 60th celebrations for The Mother. I can't wait. So I'm having a total social media break (argh!) to focus on the fam. Best keep my eyes on the sproggers whilst I'm away, or they will be shoving fifteen free all inclusive ice creams down their gobs or will be seen floating away on a lilo. Their Dad will be too busy taking advantage of the all inclusive booze to be totes in charge. 

So I will be back the end of next week! And also I am still going to the Tots 100 Blog Camp on Saturday so I will see some of you there (eek am terrified!). In the meantime if you're new to the blog see the sidebar thingy for some of my most popular bits. And in the past week I've done some holiday blogs. Read, (hopefully) enjoy and comment.

So. See you on the other side! Have a wicked Easter. Enjoy the odd hot cross bun and a pint of gin. Try not to be too jel of me sipping non branded Malibu (prob called Nadibu) round the pool. 

Tara babs! xxx

PS if you're bored go find me on twitter: @brummymummyof2 Pinterest: brummymummyof2 or like my Facebook page: brummymummyof2. Right that's it now. I'm really going.

PPS argh! It's hard giving everything up for a bit. Ok. Bye. Sob. 

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Tuesday, 15 April 2014

The worlds most beautiful sound...

Some say that the most beautiful sound you can hear is your babies first cry or first giggle or when your growing child says "Mummy" or "I love you". I disagree. I believe. The worlds most beautiful sound is...The key turning in the front door. The door opening, and a deep voice saying "I'm home!" And internally I scream "Thank fuck for that"!

Cue joyous yelping from me and my children. You see by 5:45pm we are quite frankly bored of each other. When 5pm comes I'm generally hiding in the kitchen, ramming half eaten cold waffles down my gob watching the clock. The children? They are trying to kill each other or are sadly watching Peppa. Again (on a side note if I watch the one where there is a hole in the road one more time? I'm going to smash my tele in. Fact). 

The joy I feel when he enters the house and I literally throw the children at him. Is paramount to me seeing him at the alter. Actually. Forget that. It's bloody better!

But. If he's late? Even if its five minutes late? He's the world worst human being alive. I do not care that there has been some unexplained traffic issue. Or even if your boss wanted to discuss with you that he wants to give you a pay rise. Where the hell are you? I have wept. I have shouted. Hung up on him. Screamed even. 

That five, ten or even (gulp) thirty minutes I am left waiting is just the bit that tips us all over the edge. But the joy of him coming home early? A feeling of such elation I could scream. Kids thrown. Kettle on. And I watch two episodes of the Real Housewives instead of one. Sigh. Happy days. 

So yes giggles, new born screams and "I love yous" are beautiful. But that key? In that front door? A total and utter. Lifesaver. 

Super Sunny Sandwell!

I've done a bit before on here about the joys of Sandwell Valley Country Park but as it's only 15mins from my house I was there again today! I went with my lovely friends Mel and Rach and their beaut clan (Rach has four girls! A medal is deserved). We went on the playground. Had an early (obv) picnic. Mooched round the farm. Got lost in a maze (well the kids did. We had a little sit down in the sun eating choccys). 'Played' ahem giant chess and finally ended up on the little fair that's there over the Easter holidays.

The adventure playground is free whilst the farm is only £2 for adults and under 5s are free! Amaze! And there's loads of nice little spots to eat picnics. The best bit is that even though it was a sunny busy Easter holiday day, as it's in a wide open space you don't feel cramped. Also the boy proper loved the animals. And enjoyed a good scream in a donkeys face! 

So here's some piccys from our beaut day out. Enjoy! And if you're in the area pop along. It's fab. Happy days. 

Boy bows his head as it dawns on him. He will never win against the girls. 

Picnic ridiculously early? Yes please!

Arrrrgggghhhhh screeaaaammmmmmm

The worlds youngest chess master

Chillin out maxin relaxin all cool


Is this ride EVER going to start? 

Country Kids from Coombe Mill Family Farm Holidays Cornwall