We spent three hours in the car coming home from holiday in Dorset today. The first thing that The Boy did when he came in, is walk over to the spare car seat and spend 15 minutes trying to buckle himself in! You'd have thought he'd have had enough!
ShowOff ShowCase: The One About The Holiday
As many of you may well be aware, this week we have been on holiday as an extended family to Dorset. It's a usual family jaunt and haunt, as my great-aunt used to live down here. However, this time it's been different. Strained. Tetchy. Awkward. There's been a battle of wills in the house, and I don't mean between The Boy and me. My mum and dad have been at each other's throats all week, while I've been refereeing. Mum and I have been squabbling because I clearly don't know how to care for my own son (this is the difficult bit; she looks after him while I work but she hasn't been able to switch off from that with me here now). As a result, hubby and I haven't been able to relax properly because I've been fraught and he's been irritated.
It's not been the best week and I'm not sure I can do it again. In light of that fact, I am going to set the ShowOff ShowCase theme to be:
The One About The Holiday
I'm sure that we've all got a post about a holiday or day out that we'd like to show off again. So dust down that suitcase, look out the travel-locks, panic about your passpost and link-up your blog-post about a holiday (or day out) below. I'll close the linky at about 10pm on Sunday evening. Please add the html badge to your original post so that people know how to find the others in the linky.
Friday 5th August 2011 – 'Commando' (217/365)
Thursday 4th August 2011 – 'The Key' (216/365)
My imaginative little angel was busy looking for the key to unlock the treasure inside that rock. Where did his little mind think that up from?
Wednesday 3rd August 2011 – 'Weeeee!' (215/365)
Tuesday 2nd August 2011 – 'Where's My Toes?' (214/365)
Monday 1st August 2011 – 'Not-so Muddy Puddles' (213/365)
Sunday 31st July 2011 – 'Hello Up There' (212/365)
Saturday 30th July 2011 – 'Stroll Along the Prom, Prom, Prom' (211/365)
We're all going on a Summer Holiday!
Very soon The Boy, Me and Daddy will be departing for a chilled out week down south to our favourite little haven: Lyme Bay. I can't wait to: sit on the promenade at West Bay and see the waves crashing on the shore, build a sandcastle on the imported sand at Lyme Regis, have a nosey in Rainbow stores and see what bargains they've got, visit Frost's in Bridport and persuade hubby that we need that toy over there! A trip to the Donkey Sanctuary and Peppa Pig World is on the cards as well.
There are two factors that are causing me a little stress.
- I need to pack. This, I am rubbish at and it is invariably left until 10pm the night before. But no, not this time! (yeah, right!). Hubby will be rubbish and do nothing, as usual. We will invariably have a row in the morning before we have to leave. Can't wait!
- My parents are coming with us, as they usually do. It's a fantastic week with them, but of course we do encounter a few fraught occasions throughout the week. I find the week before that I have to ration contact with them or I feel overloaded. I love them to pieces, but there's only so much a grown-daughter can cope with.
I need a holiday!
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