I should be packing...

I really should, we leave tomorrow!

But I've just realised that I haven't done a blog entry for ages, so thought I'd better do a quick one before we're off. I'll try to write from the UK but I have a feeling things may be a little on the hectic side... maybe?!

So, what to take? I think I'm gonna go for the overkill approach and empty the contents of whole chests of drawers straight into suitcases, that should work? Or maybe I'll just chuck in the absolute bare minimum, for Molly at least, since everyone seems to have bought her some new clothes. Plus that would leave room for all the presents we'll be bringing back for her!

OK, there's no putting it off any longer, I've got to start doing something constructive, I know I'm only delaying the inevitable and not packing won't make me any less freaked out about 24 hours on a plane with a one year now will it?!?!?!?

Move away from the snotty child...

Sometimes I get the urge to throw myself between Molly and other children, like a human shield. Especially when the other child is carrying the most digustingly snotty nose I've seen in while... well, that is until I put Molly to bed tonight!

But, on this occassion there was no stopping the inevitable. It was one of Molly's favourite friends with the nose drip, and they practically ran at each other. Molly was laughing when said child sneezed in her face and continued to do so as they hugged and chewed on the same toys for twenty minutes or so... kids are gross aren't they?

So, to cut a long and hideous story short, Molly is no longer quite so smiley, (I've tried sneezing in her face but it doesn't seem to work for me!) and is full of yet another cold. Woo hoo! I thought extended breast feeding was supposed to give the child a robust immune system?! I can only imagine how often she would have succumbed to all the little bugs that go around if I weren't still doing so...

Oh well, doesn't seem to have put her off chatting on the phone though, cute picture eh?

First party invitation

I guess this is the first in a long line of birthday party invitations and if the other mums are to be believed eventually I will begin to dread the steady stream of invites to parties that will inevitably come as Molly gets older.

But today was her first, and she had the best fun, so I'm sceptical as to how soon I will start to loathe them. Maybe it's not the parties themselves but the presents and what-not that go hand-in-hand with the invites, who knows?!

From 2.00-4.00 this afternoon, Molly ran wild with about 25 other kids, as per normal she's one of the youngest mobile ones. Subsequently she's the one that comes in last and is the most exhausted, it's pretty hardwork chasing a pack of two year olds when your not even one yet and you have to do it on your knees!! But she won't give up and does it all with a great big smile on her face, so cute. Every now and then she checks in with me, am I still watching, do I need a cuddle at all, that kind of thing.

She ate a whole load of hot chips, an ice cream (until she got bored with it and dumped it on the floor. Not before she coated her entire lower face with it though, from nose to chin, white, excellent - unfortunately I forgot our camera), and a fairly large piece of chocolate birthday cake. OK, I'll admit it's not exactly the kind of nutritious meal we try to encourage her to eat, but my goodness did she enjoy it! And as for the sugar rush, well, let's just say it was a goodie! Much laughter, much dancing and a very quick slump into bed this evening. Woo hoo!

Can't wait for the next invite!

Early birthday present

We couldn't resist it.

Yes, it's over a month until her birthday, but it's not like we could cart this over to the UK anyway (I know, we're just making excuses for being a couple of big kids, too excited to wait... oh well), so we just thought, what the hell eh?! And she loves it, look at that face!!

We have a couple of small things to take with us on vacation that she can open on the day. I think we might be a little bit mad because these are musical too. What were we thinking...

We had some friends over for dinner a couple of nights ago with their little girl, after about half an hour Simon says 'is there anything here that doesn't sing, talk or make a noise?' and the answer was hmmm no, not much. Stupid, stupid...

Playcentre rocks!

I've been kind of delaying our first trip to Playcentre with Molly because she still really needs her morning nap (and given half a chance so do I!), but when the carpets were being laid last week we went along as visitors, it got us away from the mayhem at home and gave me a chance to have a look around, see what Molly made of it (and whether she could cope with a 9-12.30 session) and decide whether to sign up for next term.

We loved it! Molly was in her element. She was chasing around after the big kids, riding the roll-along scooters, playing in the sandpit (her jeans were beyond filthy). It was excellent! So we are signed up and ready to start next term, just on Wednesdays.

I can't believe she managed a whole morning without a complete meltdown. I think she was just distracted enough to keep going and going, there was far too much stuff going on for her to flake out. Saying that, she was asleep by the time I'd reversed the truck out of the carpark, and stayed asleep for two hours, which is just unheard of for Molly (another deciding factor I must admit!)