Monday, 21 April 2014

Eggcellant Easter Shenanigans

Typical conversations in my life go a little like this:

The four-year-old Star Wars mad Prince: "Mum, have you seen my light saber?"

Me: "No I haven't. When did you last see it?"

Prince: "See what?"

Me: "Errr....your light saber."

Prince: "I don't know, I've lost it, you idiot."

And he storms out while I stand looking rather confused.

Then last week the Princess asked me the mother of all questions while we ate together:

Princess: "Mum, what do blind people dream of, if they haven't ever seen anything?"

Me: (ponders for about half an hour): "Ohhhhh, ummmmmm, hmmmmmm....weeeeeell they.....sort of........you know.......they.....ummmmmmm......... Let's call Dad at work and see if he has the answer."

Which of course he didn't.

But I can't stop thinking about it now. How DO blind people dream? If they dream of the sea, how do they know what it looks like? Is it the sea as we know it? Hmmmmm. I really want to know the answer. The Husband didn't know either but we were both pretty impressed with the Princess's question.

I'll leave that one with you.

So moving on, who has had a good Easter? Who literally shovelled their own body weight in chocolate down their gullet? Who had a cream tea, Easter biscuits, Easter eggs AND a gigantic roast dinner with biscuits and cheese? Did anyone actually bother to calorie count? I actually feel like toxins are taking over my body. If I wore a onesie now, I'd look like Matt Lucas when he was George Dawes on Shooting Stars.

Oh but it was good. I saw the inlaws the first half of the week and my parents for the second half. I think the kids were in their element and loved being spoiled by both sets of grandparents.

Here is my mother in law with our youngest:


We went shopping as standard, drank too much coffee and generally vegged out. It was a lovely few days.

Drinking coffee in a cafe with my inlaws by the sea. Bliss.

And here is me, below, with my mum. We went lambing over Easter. It was fab.  I love animals and always wanted to be a vet when I was younger - until I realised I would have to stick my hand up a cow's bottom...never top of my agenda, that.

Mint sauce anyone?!

 


Tree climbing with my dad in the countryside

Now that Easter is over and the kids go back to school tomorrow (really love my kids but looking forward to a quieter house, it really is nuts sometimes), I really want to do more seaside walks, just me and my girl in her cute pram.



I have some wonderful friends here, but sometimes I  just want to be alone with my baby. Just Sweet Child, me and the sea. Because my time with her is precious. And it's fab to be smiled at while I push her along the promenade.

Now, would you allow me to showcase my gorgeous bundle who is four months old? HOW is she four months already?!?!  She will be weaning in two months. I cannot believe how broody I am. I think if my age allowed it, I would have more*. I am loving life with this beautiful baby in it. She is so much fun already, I can see years of laughter ahead. Three really is the magic number.

*but when there are serious nappy explosions and its EVERYWHERE and the other two kids won't help me by grabbing a nappy bag when my hands are covered in "mustard coloured baby matter", three is definitely enough. Someone out of the three is always ill, someone will always disturb the viewing of a good film and someone is always on the verge of causing serious mischief. When those things happen I want to hide up a tree. But apart from those moments, I often want a tribe of tots!









I shall be back soon with two cherry tree treasures I bought last week. I forgot to take pics of them so will return when I next get a second.

In the meantime, have a think about two things for me.

1. The blind people dreaming thing. I really want answers.

2. Why on earth do boys like light sabers? I really REALLY don't get the whole Star Wars thing...



10 comments:

Tami Crocheter said...

Believe it or not I think on those terms. Because other senses are strengthened They indeed can dream about the ocean they know what water feels like,they can feel and internalize the way the waves sound and feel the vibrations probably don't "see" it the way we do.Just as
deaf people can feel the vibrations of music.colors would be more of a
challenge

susan said...

Lovely to read you again, except the bit where the Prince called you an idiot. That bothered me a bit.
You have a lovely family, and you live in a beautiful place......sigh
Susan x

thriftwood said...

Haha, love your family Gem ... normal and not sugar-coated (just like mine) ... your baby is just adorable!

The blind dreams have certainly got me thinking ... always wondered how they imagined colours, but didn't think of dreaming.

Is that your Mum? I thought it was your sister, and I'm not being cringingly false ... she really does look the same age as you! what's her secret, I'd love to know ...

Enjoy the peace, lovely lady!

Love Claire xxx

Jay said...

Just look at the lovely family surrounding you, the newest member of the family has grown in to such a little cutie!

And more often than not I'd like to hide in a tree!!

Pink Milk said...

I would guess that blind people have an image in their own heads as to what the sea looks like and that's what they picture when they dream.

Children ask the best questions. From the mouths of babes hey?

Sweet child is too gorgeous for words. That smile could melt hearts.

xxx

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Oh my dear gem! i just barely saw your comment on my old post... i need to come back since i am o my limited little tablet.. i will be back anita

Jillian B said...

Found an answer to the blind dream question:

"" Yes, blind people do dream. What they see in their dreams depends on how much they could ever see. If someone has been totally blind since birth, they only have auditory dreams. If someone such as I, has had a measure of sight, then that person dreams with that measure of sight. I still dream as though I can see, colors included. For people I've met since, their faces are just blurs or how I imagine they look. To me, someone like my mother looks forever 30. " "

sandiart said...

Hello lovely, Sweet Child is growing more gorgeous, what a sweetheart. Love the pram too. A couple of the girls were talking about poo explosions on ig yesterday, all the comments made me giggle like a kid, too funny. Always lovely to hear from you, you always make me chuckle xxxx

m said...

Hi there :-) You've got such a lovely family, your own nucleus family and the greater family, too! Lucky you :-)


http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/04/24/blind-beauty-buzzfeed_n_5201204.html?ncid=fcbklnkushpmg00000023

link to video in which blind people describe beauty. Perhaps something that may help?

Star wars... we're not there yet with our boys. Angry birds is all we get to see and hear these days. How can something like that still be interesting when you watch it for the 100th time?... kids...

Lucy Nation said...

Your sweet child is very aptly named, she's such a cutie. I remember when my little miss had croup, it was exhasuting. I hope she recovers soon. As regards the overhang, there's no secret, it is most definitely still there I promise you! Standing naturaly without holding myself in, I still look about 5 months gone :) xx