You’ve got to love toddler logic. If we were going to Bounce Festival, Minnie reasoned it must be full of people jumping up and down.
Not quite the case, although she made up for it with a mini trampoline. But there was a singing walrus (puppet), a meetkat and skunk, colouring, a huge chair swing, real live sheep and best of all, Peppa Pig.
From a two-year-old’s point of view, it probably doesn’t get much better than that, especially when she got free ice cream along the way.
August by the seaside… I was imagining blue skies, Minnie building sandcastles with her ‘big’ cousin (aged three and a half), catching up with my pregnant sister-in-law over ice cream.
But this, of course, is Britain. And that was before I’d accounted for Bertha (former hurricane, merely a tropical storm by the time it hit the UK).
So we ditched the plans to hit the beach and the six of us headed to Easton Farm Park, a tip from Twitter (thank you Twitter) that I’d picked up a day or two earlier. Honestly, I think that should have been plan A all along. Continue reading →
I’ve been a bit of a Trunki fan for years. I think it’s partly a secret wish to (a) have Gruffalo-themed luggage and (b) for someone to pull me round airports as I relax.
I strongly suspect I can’t get away with the latter (or the former, although I have managed a zebra print suitcase) but it won’t be long before I have the perfect excuse in Minnie to get one. For now, I doubt she’d stay on or manage to tow it far.
But the brand has some other fun products as well, including the very toddler-friendly PaddlePak range. So when they offered to send me one, my only decision was which design to choose. Continue reading →
Travelling with a toddler isn’t necessarily the drama it’s sometimes made out to be but it does require a certain amount of planning. So I usually find myself deliberating over various choices before booking, especially when it comes to accommodation.
What I don’t normally find myself doing is letting someone else decide for me – even my lovely mother-in-law.
But with my brother-in-law’s wedding in Suffolk last weekend, she took on the operation of organising somewhere for all the family to stay with military precision. Which is how we found ourselves at Satis House. Continue reading →