We did some chalk art on Friday, & Ellie & Jake seem very happy about it!
Who remembers space hoppers?! (It’s OK; you don’t have to admit it if you don’t want to.)
The good news for those of us who do – whether we’ll admit it or not – is that they seem to be making a comeback!
And for those who don’t – read on! (Hint: they’re great.)
I was delighted to receive from the fine people at confused.com not 1 but 2 great space hoppers – complete with natty pumps – as part of their #Jumponit campaign.
Jake and Ellie were very excited about this, and also were determined, as ever, to do as much as they could themselves.
So, first step: Pump it up!
It was fun! but then we had a bit of a surprise:
Even so, we were pumped and ready to go, so there was nothing else for it but to head out & test-drive our new bouncy toys!
Fair warning: some of this was filmed by a 5-year-old boy. He did his best…)
I love how Jake tried to make his hopper smaller by trying to let some air out! And I’d forgotten just how much fun a good bounce in a space-hopper is!
Also: I’d like to point out, please, that there was a storm here the night before. My garden is messier than usual, honest…
As you can see we had a lot of fun, thanks to confused.com: Jump on it!
It’s the best place for it, in my experience. ‘Outdoors’, that is. The clue’s in the name: Messy Play. It’s messy!
It all started with an old tin of Smash* I found in the kitchen cupboard.
It was spotted.
“What’s that, Daddy?”
Such innocent little faces. Such a loaded question. Continue reading
Our bouncy little twinnies have been too big & too clever to need stairgates for some time now.
So came the momentous moment – a real “our 2 little babies aren’t little babies any more!” milestone actually – when it came to remove them.
The bottom one was fine. When I removed the top one however there was this:
There’s a HOLE! A big one! In my WALL!
To be honest, I’m not really sure what happened.
I blame the kids. Or the Government.
The dog ate my spanner?
It’s possible, I suppose, that I may have fastened it on a little too tightly….
I ought to get around to filling it up – with plaster, probably – and painting it.
After this though I’m a little scared to touch it!
And just in case you are still in need of my expert DIY advice, here’s how NOT to fix a broken shed door:
This is my entry for my DIY confession to Polesdirect.com’s ‘Changing Attitudes and Values’ DIY Blogger Challenge.
Our intentions were good.
For Jake & Ellie’s birthday – back in early March – we bought them a fantastic climbing frame. We thought they’d love it!
Unfortunately we hadn’t quite thought it through…
The garden in the new house is a good size but when we looked at the space the thing needed we realised that it just wasn’t big enough!
At first we thought we’d have to knock down the very useful shed & rip out most of the beautiful flower garden just to fit it in!
After a lot of head-scratching & measuring with bits of string we finally found a place it could go without too much damage, leaving both the shed & the flowers intact. We just needed to have a lot of the paving & a small tree ripped out & replaced with turf.
Then – almost inevitably – we had many problems finding a contractor to do the work. It must have been about half a dozen of them who looked at the work, said they’d get back in touch – then didn’t.
Finally I found a good guy who could do the work at a reasonable price. He said he would talk to us before starting work: he didn’t! Instead he let himself in while no-one was there & ripped out ALL of the paving, not just the bits we wanted taken out! He took out, for instance, the back patio we use for eating outside, the area outside the side door, & a border we wanted left in.
We came back to a garden that looked like a bombsite: my wife was devastated! All the paving stones had been ripped out & put into big piles that looked like slag-heaps!
In the doom & gloom, cue Mr Brightside!
Jake noticed that one brick had been left sitting all by itself in the middle of the Plain of Desolation, and said:
“Well, at least he still left one.”
Fantastic! We all laughed: what a great way of lifting the edge off of a sad situation!
Sometime it needs the innocent & happy outlook of a small child to give us jaded grown-ups some perspective!
Happily the contractor came back promptly & was able to restore the paving he took out in error, & install the turf. The garden now looks great & we hope to have the shiny new climbing frame up & running very soon!
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We’ve had a lot of sun here lately. In fact over the last few days it’s been a bit too hot! I had trouble sleeping last night & had to keep the fan on, & I almost dread getting in the car for fear of being turned into a roast dinner!
And in case there are ever any doubts about my Britishness – I was after all born in New Zealand – here we are in the middle of a blazing sunny heat-wave, & I’m complaining about the weather!
(I love it, really…)
This being Wales though rain is never far away & this summer we’ve had our fair share.
Going outside in the wet stuff seems to bother me, & most adults, a lot more than it does my children!
During a recent shower Ellie insisted on going outside into the garden. And I insisted that she put on her raincoat.
Another creature who’s very fond of wetness is that little slimy thing beloved of all gardeners everywhere: the snail. We found millions of them! Mostly on the flowers, busily munching away of course.
We decided then that we would find as many of them as we could & put them in their new home.
We ended up having a lovely time! Ellie was giving each of her new pets their own names: first Daddy Snail, Mummy Snail, Jake Snail, then her friends, teachers, grandparents, cousins, aunts & uncles – anyone we could think of. It was a great little game!
She seemed really pleased with her little snail-house, full of her new pets!
I was also pleased that they were there & not eating up all the garden plants…
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They’ve been in good form recently! Must be something to do with this ‘turning 4’ thing.
Jake & I were having scooter races in the garden; Ellie would normally join in but she was trying to get her ‘baby’ (dolly) asleep in the swing.
He’s fast, & was winning most of the time. Have you tried cornering in 1 of those things? Not easy!
The times I was winning were when I had a bit of a ‘head start’. Hey, it’s not my fault if he’s too slow off the mark!
Even then though I was out of luck: he’d shout “I’m pausing the game! I’m pausing the game!”. That meant I had to stop.
That Temple Run has a lot to answer for…
What a strange day it was yesterday!
For the first time in months, a) it wasn’t raining, b) there wasn’t much wind, c) it wasn’t too cold, & d) there was that strange stuff about that I remember referring to as “Sunshine”!
We had a ton of things to do at home but we knew that the weather wasn’t supposed to last so we made the most of it & headed out for the some Fun in the Sun!
Blog posts can take many forms. There are quick ones, funny ones, photo posts, wordy posts, posts for others.
Then there are those posts where you write from the heart, when you feel moved enough that you have something you really want to say.”Blackberries” was one of those posts.
Those first 2 years in what I still think of as our home, when I was with Jake & Ellie nearly all the time, weren’t without their difficulties but hold so many precious memories. Like picking blackberries together.
For the first 2 years of your lives we all lived together in our big house in the Midlands. The “big old house”, with the big old garden.
You don’t remember it. I do.
I remember how I was your full-time, stay-at-home Daddy. For your first year with Mummy, and for your second year by myself when Mummy went back to work, with reduced hours.
I remember it all so well. You don’t.