Berlin was one of our first stops on our first Rv trip, but we really didn’t get to experience Berlin as much as we wanted to, because of the sickness that swept through the Rv during that first trip, this time we were all healthy and really had time to enjoy it.
Autumn in Poland is always beautiful, living in a forest lets you truly experience the dramatics of seasons. Continue reading
Arren has the best relationship with his brown bear, sometimes annoying, because I get to find a super large bear around the house at any moment, but adorable most of the time. Continue reading
Last weekend we had a quick 24 hour stop in Malmo Sweden, we had a lot of big plans to get the train to Copenhagen, but when you get blown away by the beauty of one country you kind of lose track of time. Continue reading
Kids imprint on the strangest things, you get them a cute little teddy that you are sure will be their cute little companion only to have it looked at like you were insane to even think this thing was going to have a connection with your child. Sorry, bunny, in my head I thought you would be dragged around by the ear and be Arren’s forever companion, instead he chose a green blanket over you. Continue reading
^^ Arren eating corn for the first time. loved it!
^^ We’ve been playing around in the garden a lot these days. The drought has made it really unpleasant to be outside, the grass is like little daggers on your feet and the death of the garden is quite sad, but Arren loves running after this random cat, playing in the dirt and going flying with his papa.
^^ Roses for valentines day. There is just something about having fresh flowers in the house. It brightens the whole house up.
^^ Arren….the really ugly eater.
^^ He’s started feeding himself with his spoon, and boy, is it messy. He’s really great at dipping the spoon and getting it in his mouth, but it’s the getting out of the bowl that’s the problem. He just flings his food out of his bowl.
^^ This guy is brutal. Every time he sees me about to do a crunch, he decides it’s time to take a ride on mama.
^^ Or just be all up in my grill. Having a toddler, means having NO personal space. Man, I miss personal space.
^^ While I cook dinner. Arren makes a mess. He loves putting the caps on the zari grape juice bottles, shaking his pasta container, putting a lid on that pan, and wondering why I’m not opening his hey baby crackers.
^^ throwing out my parsley, and trying to put it back in.
^^ just woken up and feeling cute.
I haven’t done one of these life update post in so looong. Life really has gotten away from me, having a toddler, that sprinst around the house, has me exhausted most days, but life here has been good. We are in the process of getting ready to travel! My biggest concern is surviving a long haul flight, with a toddler that will sleep amazingly and his parents that just won’t be able to sleep in the upright position. Even on the worst days of teething I’m able to get some sleep, but running on no sleep and having an active toddler seems like hell. I’m thinking about trying to get one of our tickets upgraded to business class, so at least one of us would be able to baby rear. We will bet getting a 15 hour flight overnight which will be perfect for Arren, he will sleep like a dream, and then we will be flying again over his nap time, obviously we will have one very well rested baby.
Do you have any tips for surviving long hauls with a toddler?
What do you do when you see a whale, but you’re already running really late to meet up with people? You stop of course! We couldn’t believe our luck when we saw not one whale, but two on our drive to visit some family. Continue reading
Motherhood is the biggest lie around. It starts as soon as you get pregnant. Continue reading
One thing I’ve learned from having a baby that just hates being in the car, is that bribery works. A short car ride can go from being reasonably happy in his car seat, that usually last for less than 5 minutes, to what kind of torture is this. Because of that I usually go out with a bag of bribes. What’s in this bag? Toys, food, begging and a whole lot of singing. When none of that works its time to pull over and let Arren stretch his legs. On one of those days, Arren lucked out and we stopped at a park and he had his very first swing.
If this set of photos were an art exhibition, it would be called a boy and his cracker. The love that one boy has for his crackers. Continue reading