adventures
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Redemption in the form of a little Knight
Today is World Book Day, which means (if you are a parent) that you have likely spent last night the past few days scrambling around trying to find some sort of costume to reflect a character from your child’s chosen book. While I am a book lover, I suck at creating costumes. The mention of Halloween strikes fear in my heart, and not for the typical reasons. I resorted to my close friend, eBay and sorted out the situation early, only to discover that this year, the children needed to pick a character from a “traditional” or “classic” story. Would Cressida Cowell’s “How To Train Your Dragon” fall into this category?…
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The Root of All Evil (or, the Dentist Cometh)
My Boo is the bravest little boy I know. I’m sure my UK peeps are wondering “what’s the big deal”, but I must confess that I am one who needs a hit of nitrous oxide before the dentist can give me a shot of Novocaine, I get so nervous. Yes, we Americans are pampered a bit in the dentist chair and I wouldn’t have it any other way given the choice…I also have a very high tolerance to Novocaine, so I tend to get more than one shot myself in the course of any dental work….so the dentist really does strike fear into my heart. Continuing the saga of the abscessed tooth,…
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Princess in Training.
Last weekend, we took my parents to London for some sightseeing. One of my favorite touristy places there is the Tower of London. The Yeoman Warders do such an excellent, interesting (and humorous) tour, and the history in that one spot is staggering to me. (We Americans have a piddly 200-some years of history to contend with). Pea, of course, being the princess that she was, was most excited to see the crown jewels in the Jewel House. She was captivated. She was in awe as she watched footage from Queen Elizabeth II’s coronation. Her eyes were HUGE as we rode the moving walkway past the Crown Jewels. But forget…
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And Then My Heart Stopped
Its been a shaky start to half-term hols. This morning, I loaded up the rental van (who names a car brand a “Seat”, anyway?) with my parents, Boo and Pea (the Hubs stayed home to puppy-sit and work) and headed south-west to Pembrokeshire. Let me start by saying that travelling is a challenge when your son has the bladder capacity of a shot glass. The challenge is compounded when you are travelling in what I would consider a pretty rural country. We made two pit stops in the course of a two-hour drive, one being, so proud to say, out the side of the minivan at the side of the…
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A Diva in the Making
The school had a Fashion Show for our fall fundraiser. Pea was asked to model. No, correct that she was asked to be “in de Fashion Show”. She came home from school, very excited: “Is dis week de Fashion Show? I’m excited to be in de Fashion Show!!! Mommy…what is a Fashion Show?” Never to take these things lightly, the Headmistress showed the children how to walk, how to turn, then pause and count to five (insert a lot of bobbing heads as they counted to five in their minds), bless her heart. One of the teachers commented all the girls were practicing in the school yard, one hand on…