Showing posts with label Ice-cream. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ice-cream. Show all posts

Sunday, 23 March 2014

Project 365: Days 75 - 81

I didn't have the best week last week and took very few photos so didn't do a 365 post, but it made me more determined to do one this week.

Day 75: Enjoying an ice-cream
Day 76: My little book worm
Day 77: Silly hats in the office
Day 78: My cross training workout
Day 79: Enjoying the fine weather and a bit of scooting
Day 80: Ready for Sports Relief
Day 81: Ready for a party (not that you'd think so by the look on his face)

TheBoyandMe's 365 Linky

Saturday, 4 August 2012

Planes, trains and automobiles

Well, the trains and automobiles bit anyway. I haven't even seen a plane today.

Today has been a day of ups and downs. Despite feeling rough I have been dragged out of the house by my husband a children. We headed towards the beach in the biggest rain shower I have ever seen but thankfully when we got there the sun was shining. Then came the downs. We realised that we didn't have any money for a car park ticket and it was about half a mile walk back into town to the cashpoint (we didn't want to drive back as we'd found a car parking space and it was really busy). So I decided to walk, leaving hubby with the boys. The baby was fast asleep in the car so not a problem, right? Wrong. I'd just got to the cashpoint when I had a phone call from a very irate husband. The baby had woken up and started crying, and I had locked the car and had the car keys in my bag. I ran back to the car (not an easy feat as I am so unfit), in a state of panic. Hubby kept phoning and shouting at me for being so stupid, as if I could possibly feel any more worse than I already did. I eventually got there to find my gorgeous boy in a bath of sweat, screaming at the top of his lungs. It took lots of cuddles to console him but he did finally calm down. I feel like the worst mother in the world.

So, what to do to make it up to him? Ice-cream! Works every time. All four boys (hubby included) enjoyed an ice-cream on the promenade and things were looking up. The boys were happy, the sun was shining and there was a land train. The baby was so excited. He is obsessed with trains at the moment so we promised him a ride on it before we went home.

First it was time for the beach, as what's the point in a trip to the seaside if you don't actually get to play on the sand? The tide was out so the boys took full advantage of playing and getting soaking wet in the rock pools. The baby on the other hand dragged me back to the promenade to look for the train. I tried to take him to the park but he wasn't having any of it. He just wanted that train. And what my boy wants my boy gets (well, after I've locked him in a car anyway).

The train arrived and we all got on. And what did the little one do? He cried. Typical. I think he realised that it wasn't actually Thomas the Tank Engine. He did settle after a while and enjoyed the rest of the ride.

I didn't take half as many photos as I should have. I still haven't quite got the knack of doing that while trying to stop three excited boys running straight off the promenade. I did manage a few though.