Wednesday, 23 April 2014

The Gallery: Easter

Sticky Fingers Photo Gallery

In light of recent events, this Easter was quite subdued.  We spent the long weekend trying to have some precious family time together and made the conscious decision to not blow the budget on buying Meg and Eli chocolate that would just end up being eaten by us anyway.  They each got an egg from their grandparents and that seemed like enough.

Easter Sunday we went to church, the kids wearing their new 'Easter clothes' (it seems this is a Liverpool tradition I haven't been able to escape) and then we had a lovely roast dinner, just the four of us before heading over to Liverpool for a little Easter egg hunt.

We hid 10 colourful plastic eggs in the garden of my parents in law and that seemed perfectly adequate for Meg and Eli.  The instructions were that they each needed to have five eggs each and so needed to work together before they would be given the extra special prize.

I love it when I see them working as a team; Meg easily found five eggs but Eli needed some help and she was more than happy to give it to him which was very sweet to watch.

It wasn't overly complicated.  It wasn't all that exciting.  But it was more than enough for the two of them and I think that was proven when Meg asked on the way home to 'have a colourful egg hunt every year', I think that's probably something we can accommodate although we may have to get smarter in our hiding of the eggs!

The Funny Things She Said...

I love social media, not only because it allows us to connect with hundreds of like-minded people and all that jazz but because it allows me to record the amusing things my children say and do which might otherwise be confined to the inner most part of my brain and subsequently forgotten about.

I was having a random shufty through my Facebook timeline the other week and came across some statuses which just made me laugh out loud. I have chosen a couple of my favourites, and I hope they raise a smile for you too. They all feature my somewhat, precocious, sorry precious daughter usually doing what she does best:


Tonight at the dinner table:

Meg: *dramatic sigh* 'What is the point of parents?'
Me: 'Well, what do you think the point is?'
Meg: *thinks* 'Well, who else would say to tidy our rooms and when to go to bed?'
Other Half: 'My parents love me.'
Meg: *frowns at OH* 'No, that's not it. I think it's just to tell us rules we don't even like.'

Yes, that's exactly it Meg. Clearly we are winning at parenting.


Meg: 'Tomorrow I want to try orange juice on my cereal instead of milk.'
Me: 'Why on earth would you want to do that?'
Meg: 'Because I go to school now Mum. This is REAL LIFE.'

I have literally no response....


Me: 'Meg, Eli is going for a sleep now is there anything you want out of your room?'
Meg: 'No'
Me: '...because you won't be allowed in there when he's asleep...?'
Meg: "I don't want anything."

*5 minutes after putting Eli to bed*

Meg: 'Can I have the fairy dress out of my dressing up box please?'
Me: 'No Megan because it is in your room and I told you that you wouldn't be able to go in there when Eli was asleep.'
Meg: 'I know I can't go in there but you didn't say YOU couldn't...'

This child is undefeatable!!


Alerted by sounds of crashing:
Me: 'Meg are you throwing toys?'
Meg: 'No'
Me: 'What's all that noise then?'
Meg: "Sorry Mum I can't hear you I'm busy throwing my toys.'

*Goes to inspect playroom*

Me: 'Megan, what has happened in here?!?'
Meg: 'Erm...I was a dinosaur messing up the houses. Then I was a volcano bursting everywhere....*pause* you'd better not come in.'

Yeah, thanks for that advice! #lifewithmegan


Like butter wouldn't melt...