As our holiday continues apace, Alice and I are starting to look forward in earnest to some sunshine. As Alice's Grandad and I set off for Tesco yesterday morning in a chilly 15 degrees, Alice napped in a sleeping bag, under blankets and with the central heating on. As her Granny remarked, "It could be worse, you could live here", which is a valid point. Note to self to stop complaining about the weather or will live up to Whinging Pom reputation even while surrounded by other Poms.
Alice has been frantically meeting all her father's relations this week - I am not sure of the collective noun for Boltonians (a barm perhaps?) but a veritable plethora of them have been through the doors, so that the doting grandparents may have Alice to themselves for the rest of the week. Indeed it seems that there is a battle of gladiatorial ferocity between them and they are finding ever more innovative hidey holes to secrete their granddaughter away to, so that they do not have to share her even with one another. Granny's bedroom in the dark beats Grandad's seat in front of the telly by way of a secret hidey hole, but through all this, Alice smiles and chuckles adorably and it is usually her giggling which reveals her location. I'm sure I heard them playing in the airing cupboard the other day...
I'm missing some developmental notes in these sparse posts, but really I'm having such a lovely time sitting about and reading magazines while Alice is playing in evermore farflung places of the house, that I have not been blogging as much as I should. Some things that she has started doing on this trip include,
1. We're up to 3 meals a day and she really will eat anything, which is very handy.
2. She is about an hour's practice away from sitting up all by herself. If she were ever on the floor rather than on laps I think we'd be there by now!
3. Having her feet in her mouth is a favourite pastime.
4. She is now happy in the big bath, swimming about on front or back (although repeatedly tries to drink the water which, flavoured with just a soupcon of Johnson's baby bathtime stuff, doesn't taste the best.
5. Still not a huge fan of any highchair, apart from Madison's space age contraption.
6. Drinking slightly warm water from a sippy cup quite cheerfully.
However, it's lovely to have her in her father's childhood home and I am beginning to see where some of his more unusual expressions have come from. "Now then", "Billy Blinkers", "Going bo-bos" are all heard from the various corners where Alice is happily held captive and we have been on walks between rain showers to see the old golf course and have driven past some childhood haunts. Of course, there's no reminiscing about locations of drunken teenage antics for Golden Boy, such as we enjoyed in Leigh for me, but Alice is very happy here. Now, if I can just seek her out - after all, as they seem to say around here, "There's no show without Punch".
Emerging from the shadows to jumperoo in the sunshine
Sharing a joke with Granny Aly
Alice has been frantically meeting all her father's relations this week - I am not sure of the collective noun for Boltonians (a barm perhaps?) but a veritable plethora of them have been through the doors, so that the doting grandparents may have Alice to themselves for the rest of the week. Indeed it seems that there is a battle of gladiatorial ferocity between them and they are finding ever more innovative hidey holes to secrete their granddaughter away to, so that they do not have to share her even with one another. Granny's bedroom in the dark beats Grandad's seat in front of the telly by way of a secret hidey hole, but through all this, Alice smiles and chuckles adorably and it is usually her giggling which reveals her location. I'm sure I heard them playing in the airing cupboard the other day...
I'm missing some developmental notes in these sparse posts, but really I'm having such a lovely time sitting about and reading magazines while Alice is playing in evermore farflung places of the house, that I have not been blogging as much as I should. Some things that she has started doing on this trip include,
1. We're up to 3 meals a day and she really will eat anything, which is very handy.
2. She is about an hour's practice away from sitting up all by herself. If she were ever on the floor rather than on laps I think we'd be there by now!
3. Having her feet in her mouth is a favourite pastime.
4. She is now happy in the big bath, swimming about on front or back (although repeatedly tries to drink the water which, flavoured with just a soupcon of Johnson's baby bathtime stuff, doesn't taste the best.
5. Still not a huge fan of any highchair, apart from Madison's space age contraption.
6. Drinking slightly warm water from a sippy cup quite cheerfully.
However, it's lovely to have her in her father's childhood home and I am beginning to see where some of his more unusual expressions have come from. "Now then", "Billy Blinkers", "Going bo-bos" are all heard from the various corners where Alice is happily held captive and we have been on walks between rain showers to see the old golf course and have driven past some childhood haunts. Of course, there's no reminiscing about locations of drunken teenage antics for Golden Boy, such as we enjoyed in Leigh for me, but Alice is very happy here. Now, if I can just seek her out - after all, as they seem to say around here, "There's no show without Punch".
Emerging from the shadows to jumperoo in the sunshine
Sharing a joke with Granny Aly
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