It’s been a very long time since the last one, today is a daddy daisy day.

Ruth is going to a funeral today, So i have taken to day off to look after Daisy, at one point I was going to look after Henry too, but having promised Daisy the day, coupled with the idea of managing both of them around town (once i had told Daisy that there was no going back!), we decided that Henry would go with Ruth and Daisy and Me would go off and have fun (and buy birthday pressies!).

The plan is to go to town, buy some stuff and visit the walker (i.e. the big art bit). I asked Daisy last night if she wanted to go by Train or Bus and after a good long think she said Train. She was obviously torn, so i think we might go by train and come back by bus. I honestly think we could just do the trip and she would be happy.

warroooo!

it’s not exactly stating well mind. Henry woke up at around 4:15 and showed no signs of sleeping, So i’ve just watched Two Pints with him strapped to my front, He went off. then woke up when we put him down, this woke Daisy who then insisted on sleeping in our bed, but as Henry was still trying to settle, I’ve just had the battle to get her back in to her room. after two screams I think I ‘won’; but that does depend of your definition on won. It’s now 6am an I won’t be going back to bed.

We’ve just past another milestone in the land of the Jumps, everybody in the house has just had the same tea! chicken and mushroom risotto all round (Henry’ s was a bit mashed!)

So we are sitting in our house contemplating our own parenting stupidity. Tonight we as a family went to the Liverpool 08 - People’s Opening outside St George’s Hall. It was a bit of a last minute decision, but we did plan the first bit quite well.

We go to the car park next to Lime Street at around 6:30 which meant we actually got to park real close, and when we arrived it was busy but not heaving so we contemplated where to stand and picked a nice spot next to the empire.?

the next challenge was keeping Daisy occupied for 1 1/2 hours, while nothing much (or nothing at all) happened. There was lots of picking up and putting down, and quite a bit of shinning a torch up daddies nose to see if it was OK (happy to report it was).

up until around 7:20 it was fine, we where troubled by the odd drunk who had obviously drained the nearest pub and was in need of another pump to stick his mouth under. But then it started to get really packed. Ruth had Henry tied to her front and i was carrying daisy in my arms.

Then it got really busy and people where knocking us, Ruth was standing over a street sign so Henry was snuggly asleep but even this go to bumpy and at around 8:00 (8 minuets before the start) we realised the error of our ways and left.

leaving was actually even scarier, it turned out that the street behind us was even more packed than the bit we where standing in, I used Daisy like a big snow plough, and basically pushed people out of the way. Most people where fine they could see I had a child who had?enough and they just squiged out of the way. One woman was all sarky, but I didn’t and still don’t care.

there was a point when i considered getting to the police car i could see in the middle of the crowd and putting daisy on the roof, but by the time we got to it, we actually where close to the edge of the crowd, so we darted out and back to the car.

We got to the car just as it started. Shaken and quite frankly thankful that we left before it started.?

we knew it would be busy, just not that busy, and the Friday drunk factor didn’t help. I for one am sitting here now, thinking we where stupid, taking the kids was a BIG mistake, but at least we go out, and that’s something we won’t do again. ?

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Over Christmas our house has suffered another influx of attention seeking talking toys. It’s not bad enough that they constantly sing every-time someone walks past them, but if you don’t touch them they start screaming for attention.

my ‘favorite’ two phases spinning around my head today are

“are you read for the learning fun?”

“lets go on a learning journey”

don’t know what you play with if you don’t want to learn anything.

*i don’t want people to think we are ungrateful, for all those who bought us these presents, thank you, really if we didn’t have them our children would be climbing the walls, but still i’m allowed to go mad arn’t I?