April 3rd From Mischievous to Lazy Days

1999:  Hot cross buns and chocolate Easter eggs for breakfast.  I love Easter (and so does mum by the looks of it!).  We went swimming this morning and had a lovely ‘dim’ for an hour.  I got out of the pool okay, but mum had to fight to get me out of the lovely warm shower.  We set off for a walk to the local shop this afternoon and arrived back home an hour and a half later! On the way, we had decided to explore the alley way opposite our house thinking we could cut through to the shops, but it turned out that it led to the other end of our road (a dead end) and we had to walk all the way back again and start over.  Nice one mum.  I did find a great stick though and took it all the way to the shops and back – even though it was nearly as big as me.  Amongst my antics I hit someone’s car with the stick, pulled someone’s parking chain off the hook on their drive, tried to climb the street lamps, stopped and waved at all the cars and touched all the traffic cones as we went past the roadwork’s.  Once home I went out in the garden and discovered that I could use mums clothes horse to climb up my slide.  Mum keeps going very pale today.  Think I’ll have to keep an eye on her – she might be sickening for something

2019:  Got into Zofs parents late last night from Stansted. No antics today just lazing around and trying to acclimatise. Looking forward to heading back to our flat tonight  but not so much work tomorrow

#work #stansted #easter #chocolate #ditzy #antics #airports #toddlers #growing up #mums

 

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I may do stupid things and make light of them but deep down there’s a reason and I love exploration, even if I cannot fully understand the outcome!

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