Minnis Bay Brasserie & Gravity Review ~ Olivia-May’s Birthday Week

 

A couple of weeks ago, we celebrated Olivia’s 4th Birthday-and boy, does that girl know how to drag out Birthday celebrations (goodness knows where she gets it from…..)

I’ll attach a vlog I put together over the week, at the end of this blog, but first I wanted to review a couple of places we visited during the celebrations. Continue reading “Minnis Bay Brasserie & Gravity Review ~ Olivia-May’s Birthday Week”

Jamie Oliver’s Italian, Piccadilly, London Review

 

Last weekend, we took our Kye for a surprise Birthday treat to London.  And, as Jamie Oliver is his absolute hero, we surprised him with a lunch to his Italian Restaurant in Piccadilly.

Upon arrival, the Front of House staff took my booking details, and, seeing it was Kye’s Birthday, addressed him as the Birthday Boy-something he (and we) really appreciated!

Jamie

Jamie
Kye was given a menu viewer, and, although he knew he wanted a burger, he still loved flicking through, and it gave us the opportunity to choose our lunch at our own pace too.  He was also given a kids pack, with some activities in to do-he was thrilled to be given it!

 

We chose to have a burger as well, and once we’d all ordered, they served us drinks, and Kye was super excited to have water with fresh strawberries in.

The food was served quickly, our burgers were cooked perfectly, and my husband had ordered Garlic Bread too-which was literally out of this world.

Jamie

Kyes mini kids burgers, were demolished within minutes, and he stole some of his Dad’s garlic bread too!  We kept one of the little flags from the top of one of the burgers, to bring home for his memory box (we hope the restaurant don’t mind!)

 

Jamie

Kye had to be forewarned that Jamie himself wouldn’t be at the restaurant, but he was still so happy to be there, and watching the chefs cook and yell random things in their Italian accents, captured his attention (and my husband’s) throughout our visit.

Because it was half term, there was an offer on kids meals too-something I hadn’t realised until we went.  For every main meal purchased by an adult, the child eats free!
This offer is still on until the the 26th of February, and is for all Jamie’s Italian restaurants, so definitely take advantage of that if you are near to one!

For more information on the offer click HERE, and to find your nearest Jamie’s Italian, click HERE.

Jamie

 

*This review is based on my own opinion and experience.  No payment or reward was given.

A Day In The Life Of A 3 Year Old

 

5:30am. I’m awake-my day can start now yeah?  MUMMYYYYYYY MUMMYYYYY.  Oh god daddy’s coming instead.  He’s not got a clue how to handle me at this time in the morning.  He said mummy is sick so she can’t come in.  NOOOOOO I WANT TO GET UUUUUUP!  Eurgh, he’s closed the door and left me here-I’ll call mummy again.  MUMMYYYYY.  Yay here she comes!  Oh wait she’s sick?!  Now I feel bad.  I’ll go back to sleep for her.

7:30am. I actually feel better for more sleep.  Who knew!  It doesn’t matter though because I’ll forget tonight and do it all again tomorrow anyway.

Right BREAKFAST TIME!

Daddy is asking what I want.  I think I want toast with honey but I might deliberate over my decision for a minute.  Ooh I know what I could have-Weetabix!  We don’t have any, but I could get cross about that then settle for honey on toast anyway!

7:45am. Breakfast was lovely-although it did go really cold really quickly.  I genuinely don’t understand it.  I couldn’t have been talking for more than half hour in-between bites!

Daddy took my plate out, then just as he sat back down I asked for some juice.  I don’t get why he looked so irritated?

8:30am. Is it lunchtime yet?  I asked Daddy and he said we’ve only just had breakfast.  So I asked for a snack.  He said we’d just had breakfast.
I don’t get it-my Brother doesn’t ask when it’s lunchtime or ask for snacks.  Does he never get hungry?!

OOH stickers-I’ll play with those.

8:40am. I’ve stuck the stickers all over the floor and now I’m bored.  I’ll leave them here and I think go and ask Daddy if it’s lunchtime yet…..
Daddy said it’s not lunchtime for another 2 and a half hours. So I cried. Lots.

9:00am. I’m going to go see Mummy.  Daddy said she’s having a lie in because she’s sick but she’ll want to see me.

9:05am. Mummy wasn’t overly talkative this morning.  A limp hand on my back while I’m draped over her isn’t really my idea of a cuddle.  God knows why she wasn’t all excited to see me!

10:00am. Ooooh we’re going for a walk in a little while,  Mummy just told me (she seems to be happy to talk now).  I really want to go, but decided not to let her know that, so instead I cried and said I didn’t want to go.
She told me that it was fine and I could stay home alone.
I dropped the crying really quickly and said I’d like to go-I don’t want to be on my own!

I think instead I’ll just moan while we’re out instead.

10:30am. Mummy’s been trying to get me to come up to the bedroom to get ready.  I’m busy!  This Lego won’t tip itself out and be left in the middle of the floor you know!

10:45am. Mummy said she’d take me out in my pyjamas and I’d get cold, so I’m getting changed.  And when I say I, I mean I.  I’m making her let me do it.  So here goes!

11:15am. I’ve managed both my socks and one leg, half into my trousers.  This getting dressed lark is harder than I had considered! Mummy, Daddy and my Brother are sat waiting for me.  Mummy has offered to help LOADS.  No Mummy-I can do this!!!!

 

11:17am. Mummy got me dressed.  She’s like some kind of ninja and I could see how much she wanted to do it so I let her.
(I did put my own shoes on though-win!).

 

11:25am. I’m in the car.  Only two minutes ago, I was screaming about going into the car seat-and I did a really good impression of a rigid banana!  Now I’m happily singing to the Moana soundtrack.

11:28am. I’ve just heard Mummy and Daddy say something about me being Jekyll and Hyde-not a clue what that is but I reckon it’s something lovely!

12:00am
. We’re finally here. I asked constantly in the car if we were there yet-but for some reason it didn’t speed things up and everyone just seemed irritated.  Mummy gave me and my Brother lunch in the car.  I managed to talk through that too.

12:03am. I’m now walking.  Mummy brought the pushchair “just in case”.  I’ve already told her I won’t need it.  I’m going to walk everywhere!

12:05pm. Arghhhh my legs!  My little sore, tired legs!  I’m going to cry this one out.  I’m NOT going in the pushchair!

12:07pm. I’m in the pushchair.  Don’t judge me!  I was tired!  What baffles me is how Mummy knew I’d need it-i asked her.  She replied “Mummy just knows”.  Well that doesn’t explain anything!

1:00pm. I’ve had fun!  I kept making Mummy stop pushing me to get out then back in the pushchair.  They walked a lot, I didn’t!
Perfect afternoon really!  I’m also SO tired. It must’ve been all that walking!

1:05pm. Mummy said to snooze in the car.  I didn’t even want to get in the car.  I wanted to walk more.  So I cried-LOTS.  I’ll show her, I don’t want to snooze in the car.

2:30pm. What the hell!  I literally just woke up.  I fell asleep in the car and didn’t even wake up when they took me in the house.
I must’ve been really tired.  At least it was my decision to snooze-not Mummy’s.

4:00pm. I’ve had a lovely couple of hours.  All my toys are out.  I’ve barely played with them, just sat amongst them all, watching TV.
I also had a couple of rows with my Brother, and asked 28 times, when dinner is going to be.

4:02pm. Daddy just asked what I’d like for dinner.  I’ve told him I don’t want any dinner.  He said he’ll choose then.

4:30pm. Dinner is ready! It smells so good!  But I am going to assume there’s something in it I don’t like.

4:35pm. My brother is eating his dinner so they’ve probably only put something bad in mine.  I’m not eating it!

5:00pm. I’ve cried. I’m not proud of myself but they actually told me I couldn’t have pudding?! What?! Why?!

5:30pm. Oh wow-dinner and pudding were amazing.  Had to eat without everyone else though, they eat WAY too fast!

6:00pm. I’m so tired again!  What is wrong with me!  I’ve got a sneaky suspicion there WAS something bad in that dinner, and it’s making me sleepy!

6:05pm. I’ve asked Daddy when it’s bedtime.
He’s said soon. That’s not good enough! I’m exhausted! Can he not see how  tired I am?!

6:07am. I’ve cried at him again. I told him how desperate I am to go to bed-he’s still not taken me!

6:30pm. I’ve spent the last 23 minutes doing my absolute best to get Daddy to take me to bed.
He’s just said it’s bedtime.  I’m actually not that tired.  I’ll stay up I think.

6:35pm. Daddy has carried me upstairs-how demeaning!  I just wanted to stay up!!!  I’m not even tired!
I’ll show him!

6:40pm. I didn’t want to brush my teeth-I cried.

6:45pm. Daddy asked me to choose a bedtime book. I’ve managed to drag it out for 10 minutes. I’m not tired!!!!

6:50pm. I’ve got a book.  Daddy said if I took any longer I’d have to go to bed without a bedtime book.  So I’ve got one now.  I’m still not tired though!

6:57pm. The book is finished.  Daddy’s trying to convince me that it’s time for bed now.  What is wrong with him-I’M NOT TIRED!

7:00pm. I kicked the covers off twice but Daddy said he’d just leave me without them on if I didn’t settle down.  So I’m now tucked up.  I’ve told him I’m not tired again and he said that’s fine I can just lay here until I am.  As he tried to leave I remembered I needed all of my night lights on.  And my nose wiped.  And I need another wee.

7:05pm. He’s gone now. I’m going to stay awake-I’m really not tired. I’m really not tired! I’m really not ti…………

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The Tale of Mummyhood

 

The A-Z of Parenting

These 26 words, are pretty much all you need to grow tiny humans and keep yourself from rocking in a corner sane.  Memorise them, use them as your mantra, and you will be fine!

thFYJHRHSW.jpgAppetite.  Kids have one.  All of the time.  They’ll eat you out of house and home if you let them.  You must keep them entertained and hydrated or they’ll mistake thirst and boredom for hunger!
bBooze.  It’s needed, not all the time, but always in the house “just in case”.  Being everything to everyone can get stressful sometimes!
th8V3Z2NMZ Chocolate.  Also needed, ALL the time, ALWAYS in the house, sometimes if ‘E’ is happening, chocolate can work instead of meals.
thB6SL29OE Dirt.  For some reason, kids are somehow, always dirty!  I don’t know where they get it, or how, but there’s always some somewhere!!!!
thZA3SB8R1 Eating. It’s done fast, or not at all.  You need to make sure you’re available for helping others eat, serving drinks, extra sauces, clearing up mess, and basically not having time to eat your own-and if you do-its cold!
th Fun.  Whether you wake up feeling like crap, absolutely shattered, with tons to do  throughout the day, you MUST still be fun!  Kids seem to get bored around about 10 minutes after waking up, and throughout the day when they’re not eating or tantruming. You must entertain constantly if you’re going to get through a day!
thBD6W568I Growing.  You go out, spend an entire months worth of spare money on the kids clothes and shoes, and within that next month, they grow out of most of it.  The worrying thing is, you don’t notice it day to day, but it just happens!
thIVI5MVTW Housework.  Just don’t even go there with this one.  Its constant, you get little/no help and its just never tidy or clean enough unless you’re home alone for a substantial amount of time.  As you clean up, they go around after you, undoing all your hard work.
thCZ5OUDUL Illness.  There’s tons of it, and it comes in waves, taking down each member of your family one by one, until there’s a big fat red cross on your door and you’ve quarantined everyone to their bedrooms, with a bin each for vomit, and some kind of noise they need to make for when they need refreshments or cuddles.
th2LPAMEBW Judgement.  You’re going to be judged.  No matter what you do, when you do it, how you do it, and why you do it, you’ll always be judged by someone somewhere.  Don’t let this phase you!  You know what is right for your kids.  Go with that instead of listening to others.
thLC2GTCAQ Know-it-all.  You must know everything-every answer to every question asked, whether its absolute nonsense or not.  Most of those answers you give, will end up being responded with “why?” by the child in question, and you’ll need to give an adequate answer to that too!
thK80KI12Z Laughter.  This is a must.  Its pretty basic, but its the best noise, the best entertainment and it keeps you battling through the day!
thKL48NCTZ  Mummy.  This is now your name.  You will hear it from the moment the little ones wake, to the moment they go to bed-and maybe even during the night when they should be sleeping!
th7CN1WOS1  Nights out.  These are a thing of the past.  Its hard enough finding the spare money to get out of the house, let alone to find a sitter that you trust with your precious little ones, or who doesn’t cost the earth.
thO9YCN79J Octopus.  You have to be one.  You need to find a way to grow around 6 more arms, so you can carry out all requests without taking too long and ending up with tantrums!
thXIYKVXDM Pets.  The little darlings decide at some point in their tiny lives, that they’re going to need some kind of pet.  You may be like me, and unable to have cats/dogs etc in your rented home, but that doesn’t stop them.  You could end up with a fish, or a hamster, or a tortoise!  They sound like fun dont they? NO! They are as much mess/effort/money/time as the kids-maybe even more.  For as long as you can, put them off!
th3WPZ9O03 Quickness.  Another must, you must always be quick.  If you don’t get to the kitchen for juice or a snack, within roughly 90 seconds after being asked, all hell is going to break loose!  Be quick.  All the time.
thTQWYS370 Right.  Kids are always right, even when they’re wrong.  If you remember that you’ll have a much easier life!
thAXBALVQP School Runs.  Think back to walking yourself to school, how much effort it was to get there, how reluctant you sometimes were, and the playground issues you’d have.  Now add in, having to take someone else there, who’s sometimes just as reluctant, and this time, you have to deal with playground issues from fellow school mums instead!
thHPLU0ZDVToilet training.  One of the biggest learning curves you’ll go through as a parent.  Patience, patience, patience.  That is my only advice on this one!
thCFTHZS0F Unintelligent.  If you thought you were clever before you had kids, you wont think that anymore.  Well, unless you count your vast knowledge of nursery rhymes, kids tv theme tunes and the names of ALL the characters they watch!  In that case-you’re a genius!
th1CPHOY9J Vegetables.  They are the devils food.  According to the little ones that is!  They wont eat them, and if they do, their faces will contort, they will moan and whine and sometimes even force a gag out for maximum effect!
th14ZK3WER Washing.  It never ends.  Thats about it.  IT just doesn’t end.
thBZXW1EQR X-ray.  This one might seem an odd one, but think of how many times, prior to having children, you spent in the hospital, then double it and double it again!  There will be lots of lovely trips to the paeds a&e department, which can sometimes end up in xray!  Doesn’t that sound fun!
thTQDG2IH4 Yes!  This is what they want to hear, always.  You must never say no, because that word is also known as the “tantrum button”.  That button should be avoided at all times.
thMQCKIMFW Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.  This is how tired you are.  All the time.  Not just physically, but mentally too.  All the time.

Sometimes, we could use alternative words for the “Parenting Alphabet”.

P is for Pride.  How proud they make us day in, day out, for just the smallest things sometimes-but things that seem the biggest, best things to you.
F is for Family.  These little people are your flesh and blood, your little family you grew and nurtured into the tiny humans they are today.  It doesn’t get better than that!
E is for Emotions.  The emotions you feel when with them, or without them, are like nothing you’ve experienced before.  The sheer tug on your heart when you miss them, or the swell of love you get when they kiss and cuddle you, or tell you that they love you is more than you need to get through each day.
U is for Unconditional.  You’ll never feel the sort of unconditional love you feel for your children, for anyone else.  They are your everything and nothing else compares.
For the 26 challenging words above, there’s millions of others that can be used to describe your children, that are full of love, and that are the best to remember when battling the ’26’.
Enjoy all of it-before they grow up and you miss every single bit.
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Influenced Toddlers

Today me and the littlest kidlet met up with our friends for some shopping and lunch.  We did the same last week and both weeks we have noticed just how influenced our toddlers can be!

Last week my friends little boy ‘H’ started shaking his head at the table at lunchtime.  Upon seeing his mummy tell him to stop my little lady decided it would be a good idea for her to start it too.  She then did it a couple of days later, promoting my husband to be very confused at this “new thing” she was doing . “Ah” I said, she learned that from ‘H’.  To which he shook his head too!

During the same lunch, (I’m unsure which child started it), they were copying each other shrieking and being generally loud.  Everytime one of us told the child to stop, the other would continue (I suppose you could call that “tag teaming”).   

Today when my friend went to order her food, ‘H’ asked me where Mumma had gone. After telling him, my little lady then decided to start shouting Mumma at the top of her voice.  Once again, I told her to stop. ‘H’ then took over yelling it, (only so much he’ll listen to me really, not being his mum!)

I’m pretty sure it’s not just our two, even though they do spend quite a lot of time together, they can’t be that much in sync, but I’m intrigued. Do your children do it? If so what kind of things have they done?

For now I think it’s best to ignore it where possible, we seem to have given them motivation to continue when we tell them to stop.

The life of a toddler eh!