Lions and Reindeers

Happy Christmas everyone and a fast approaching Happy New Year as well!!! I know for sure that I will look back at this year, and a highlight will be the birth of THE DANGEROUS CLUB FOR BOYS!!!

Today we had a festive CLUB by meeting up at the Zoo to go and feed the Reindeer. We all met by the lion enclosure and the boys got circled and eye-balled by a rather ferocious looking female lion. Fearlessly they stood and shouted at her.... "Hello Lion.... RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!! You off on Olidays? where you going... RAAAAAAAAAAAAH.... come get me LION!!!!!"

I love it.... haven't we trained these little men well?!?! Eye to Eye - they genuinely asked the Lion to come and get them (Thank God for 10 inch thick glass). The smeared paw prints on the inside of the glass were enough to make me shudder!! She never did tell us where she was going on her holidays either! Bit Rude!

Reindeers are beautiful creatures. Jingle and Belle let us feed them, each boy with his mossy Laplandy bag of shruby goodness!!!

After a very successful turn around the zoo the boys were starving. We then had a very busy lunch at one of the Mums Houses!!! Serious Gold Stars for her as all 12 boys sat around the table, soaking up the Christmas Season and eating a feast.


As we left Tiger indulged in a hilarious red biscuit that made him look like he was bleeding/dying as it slowly smeared its way across his face and said to me... "Mummy I love the DANGEROUS CLUB FOR BOYS"!

Wilber turned to me and said... "Mummy, wo liegt nördlich von hier würde ich gerne an der steigenden North Star aussehen??" (Yes....we still think he is German!!).

What a Delicious Morning!!!!

Blog you in the New Year!!! Bye Everyone!!! xxx

Legally Allowed to Hit!

Tell me that when the frost is out and the sun is so low it burns your retina, that it is not the most beautiful thing in the world!!

We all met at 10am in the freezing, freezing cold weather. Our little adventure started a bit too early when my parked car started to roll backwards, all the Mums shoved their kids into the boots (trunks for the Americans) of the other cars, and dramatically pushed the buggies out the way and we all jumped in to action and saved the world... it was MOST exciting - and no kids were harmed in the process of this almost disaster!

Our activity today was another simple one; Find a big stick and hit things with it. What was fun, is all the puddles had frozen over, so as well as hitting, trees, signs and each other.... we also got to break the ice and indeed tried licking it!! We did a Christmas chocolate coin hunt which went down a storm. By the end of the adventure though THE DANGEROUS CLUB FOR BOYS had turned blue with cold so we ate frozen coins in the Mansion House Cafe and slowly thawed out. It was a beautiful, chilly, deliciously wintery success.... WELL DONE THE BOYS!!!

Santas Little Helpers

No one told me that having children would be like become a doctor. Out they pop and  BOOM; you become a pharmacist, a doctor, a nurse, and in my case this week I have become a fabric cleaner. The reality is you get repetitively vommed all over and then you have to spend the rest of your life cleaning up stained carpets, curtains, bedding and clothing in your house. 

Wilber is sick...again... DULL!!! He is well with it and continues to smile, unless I am trying to put him to bed, so yet again THE DANGEROUS CLUB FOR BOYS was in question this week. BUT 3 little lads made it in the face of most of their friends also being ill....

The activity was going to be the classic, 'Hitting thing with Sticks' but the weather was so glorious and the puddles so entertaining, we actually just walked though the countryside. The boys... as seen in the picture also took great delight in scaling a large gate to look at the deers. 3 of Santa's little helpers, peering in, trying to get their heads around why the little horses had huuuuuuuuge things sticking out of their heads?!!?!?!?! We explained that they were 'deers'.... they were thrilled that in '20 sleeps' these little creatures would fly through the sky with an old bloke called Santa to deliver them some presents.... not an odd concept at all, huh?!!

We had the usual BabyCinos at the end and Wilber decided to unleash his stomach contents and thus abruptly ended another DANGEROUS CLUB FOR BOYS... in a rather gross way. But in truth, I was delighted that we had overcome illness to be there and that Tiger's new fleece trousers had kept him warm enough to not make him go blue.

I write this with 2 tired little boys asleep in their room... thank you sunny fresh day!!!!