Feeling pressured and lacking enthusiasm it was definitely time for a break and an adventure.
Jack had never been to the seaside so we decided on a weekend trip to Great Yarmouth. My mum joined us for the trip and on the morning of the 4th we were off. I slept most of the journey as I get car sick but Jack was quite happy listening to his Thomas the tank engine story cd and cuddling his bear Brewer. Once we arrived and checked into the b&b we didn’t know where to go first, but as it was a gorgeous day we decided to hit the beach but first we had to buy Jack a bucket and spade.
Once we let little legs loose he was off with Daddy hot on his tail. Stupidly I decided to push the pram down to beach to follow the action forgetting the wheels would sink into the sand, I ended up dragging it behind me but it saved me becoming buckaroo.
Jack didn’t know what to do first, he kicked and stamped in the sand for a while then grabbed a handful and threw it into the wind. I am very surprised he didn’t try to eat it once but I think the rest of his senses were working so hard he was in overload. To begin with he didn’t quite understand what to do with his bucket and spade and just wandered around holding them, until Grandma showed him how to shovel sand into the bucket. Once he had gotten the hang of it there was no stopping him and he spent a while just filling and emptying the bucket.
We enjoyed a bag of chips on the pier, while Jack enjoyed his Mighty 4 pouches from Plum and Goodies new croc snacks, as well as the odd sneaky chip. Jack spied a “choo choo” ride so had to have a go.
Sea world had kindly given me tickets to review their attraction so we decided to head down to the centre. I was very impressed with how little of a wait we had to get in considering it was a gorgeous day and a saturday. Jack was amazed by all the different kinds of fish and was especially fond of the sharks as we walked through the tunnel. I myself was mesmerized by the sea turtle as it cruised gracefully around the tank. We found Dory and Nemo and Jack stroked a crab then decided to lick his hands, ewww.
We spent a while just watching the occupants of the various tanks until little man started to become restless and moan he was tired, we decided headed back to the hotel room so he could have forty winks in something more comfortable than the buggy. Secretly I was glad of catching a little snooze myself and emptying my shoes of sand and even Daddy was struggling to stay awake. After some warm milk and a couple of stories from his new TipTop books Jack was soon fast asleep.
A while later we were all starving and Grandma offered to buy us dinner so we headed off in search of a restaurant and had only turned the corner when we found the perfect one. There were only two other families enjoying their meals so it was a nice relaxing end to the day, until Jack arrived of course. Daddy and I had steak and chips while Grandma had steak chasseur, Jack loves spaghetti so had a lovely big bowl of it with plenty of cheese. He is at the age where he wants to feed himself so I let him, within reason but I hadn’t bargained on him getting a little cheese happy. Luckily the waitress was too busy cooing over him to notice by which time he had finished the cheese hunt and tidied up after my little monkey.
What better after a big meal then a wander on the beach in the moonlight and hitting the arcades. We took all the 2p and 1p’s we had laying around the house and Jack had saved a few pounds from being helpful for Mummy. Soon we had won him a few little cars and plenty of tickets which we used on the play-doh pack they had.
The next morning its was chucking it down with rain so we decided to buy a few souvenirs and head home, halfway home my mum told me about a project she had started for work and how she needed my help to set up her own blog. After a little rejigging of the luggage when we got home Jack and I were on our way to Grandma’s house for the week. Daddy couldnt join us as he had a few meetings to go to but a little of your own space never hurt anyone.
Jack and I spent the week helping Grandma in the garden and the evenings trying to explain blogging and Jack ‘helping’ design Grandma’s blog badge. We went for walks down the lane to the farm at the end, we played tag and relaxed in the sun.
Back home a week later we took advantage of the good weather with a trip to the park and getting Daddy involved in the fun.
We spent Easter weekend at Nanny’s house for a roast and an alternative Easter basket. The planned egg hunt had to be held indoors due to the rain but didn’t stop the fun. When we came home Jack had his first haircut, we had tried many times before but failing duct taping his head to the chair we couldn’t get him to stay still. However with his brand new Tractor Ted dvd he was so engrossed we managed to chop off his curls.
During the week that followed I discovered to my horror the amount of weeds taking over my garden, so with my little helper in tow we got to work. Daddy cut the grass while I tackled the weeds, Jack emptied bucketfuls on the compost and bought the bucket back for me to fill up again. Occasionally he did disappear to the front gate to watch the cars on the road or to fuss next doors cat but had great fun putting food out for the birds once we had finished.
After such a busy but relaxing break from the stresses of blogging and admin duties we topped it off with a bank holiday bbq, again at Nanny’s house. Jack enjoyed playing football with his cousins, Brewer the bear in tow and chasing bubbles around the garden.
Jack you are learning so much everyday and it makes me extremely proud to watch you grow. To hear you repeat a brand new word when I speak to you or to watch you playing football reminds me of just how far you have come in just under two years of life. You make me the happiest mother in the world every time you call my name, keep learning about the world and you will go far but please dont forget to be my little boy for just a little longer.