Want to see some crazy awesome Christmas lights?

There is no denying it, this season really brings home the fact that we have separated our lives from our family, friends, traditions and what feels like home. It is tough on many levels but we knew it was going to be the case. However there is a difference between knowing it is going to happen and actually going through the emotional ride (pass on the tissues please…). We miss so many things, but this said, we do feel so blessed and lucky to have the opportunity to discover a country like the USA living in it.

So after a few viewings of Love Actually and a few boxes of tissues, we are focussing on bringing home here, since we can’t be there.

And to soak in some American traditions, yesterday night, our friends took us to see what it is really like when you really decorate your home! It turns out that my neighbours decorations are so understated, even the one with the music light show. Too bad, I was really admiring the effort but you have been trumped a thousand times by the guys who have the full stuff and even have their own radio frequency for you to tune in from the comfort of your car and admire the view…

So here you go, admire and I am sorry you are missing out on the music, but imagine “Let it go!” over and over and you are pretty much there…

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Happy New Year!

Oh wait is Christmas already over?!

This year I was really looking forward to it but then I blinked and it was all over. We woke up on the 26th of December most of us ill with temperature. It was wet outside and we were fighting each others bad mood as well as nasty bugs.

We had lovely plans for New Year’s Eve with friends which are cancelled due to us being a “germ” family…

But you know what, we are a family, we love and have each other to share germs with, the World hasn’t ended and for all of that l am forever grateful.

As always I am ready for a New Year full of hope and faith that it will be a bloody good one and I hope you are too!

Happy New Year to all of you! Make 2013 an amazing one! Look forward to new exciting gifts but don’t forget to be grateful for the ones you already have…

Santé! (Cheers!)

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Breaking News!

You only have 5 days left to shop for Christmas!!

Do you feel agitated?

Fear not! You can still shop RIGHT NOW and count on Parcelforce to have your presents delivered right on time.

As for me, well I am feeling very smug, on the brink of arrogance really: the house is looking pretty with suddenly a lot of red, gold and green in every corner…

My shopping is done! Like ALL my shopping is done! The meat, the cheeses, the chutneys, the smoked salmon, the chocolates and mince pies, even the Brussels sprouts… All ready to be chopped, seasoned, mixed, cooked, eaten and ending in a tummy, hips, bottom expansion… Of course that is if nothing has suffered a midnight feast in between.

The presents are bought too of course and that thanks to the wonderful land of internet shopping. By the 1st of December it was mainly done AND a lot of Ebay feedback had been added.

I am ready for the FIRST time ever! Never in history by now you would have found me relaxed and chilled, ready to scoff the mince pies and drink the Baileys, so allow me to be smug. It might never happen again…

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Oh Christmas Tree!

We’ve done it! We’ve decorated the house and it looks very Chrimassy and lovely.

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This year and for the first of many I am sure, the boys decorated the tree by themselves. Our input was minimal and I didn’t have to re-do it all after they’ve gone to bed. Having the house decorated created confusion in Victor’s mind though who expected to find presents at the bottom of the tree this morning…

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Closing chapters and moving on…

A week ago tomorrow the boys were finishing school for the Summer and it also coincided with Summer starting in the UK. Real summer with the sun and the heat.

Since then we have spent many hours in the playground, we have been practicing reading and keywords, we have had fun with friends and there is so much more to look forward to.

I can’t believe that Elliott has already gone through a whole year in school.
These two photos were taken on the first and last day at school. It amazes me how much bigger he looks.

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The little boy who started last September has morphed into a confident boy who enjoys having long conversations, writing and playing on a computer. He has grown in so many ways but mostly has become so much more mature. He is my wise, sometime too grown up boy for his age.

Victor is so excited about starting big school next September that he could burst! He wants to learn, he wants to read and write. He wants to be like his big brother and he is ready for it.
He has outgrown his pre-school by now and I know he will thrive in Reception.

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My life in September is going to change. A lot.
I will have more time for me and to think about me. I some ways I find it exciting but in others it scares me how quickly time goes. This is the end of my boys being my babies. We are moving on another step and closing a big chapter of our lives.
We are living our life the way it is supposed to be…

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The things I have learned during the Diamond Jubilee weekend

This post was going to be live in a much more timely manner, but unfortunately half term, the boys getting over tonsillitis and then it was my turn, so here you go a very delayed Jubilee post… oops…

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1- My boys can walk

Meaning they can walk miles and not complain about it.
Saturday morning I got the urge to get a slice of London during this exciting time that was the Diamond Jubilee. I wanted to be drowned in the spirit, Union Jacks flying over our heads, and a view of Buckingham Palace.

In reality what we got was a sea of tourists, too keen to respect children in their way, no view of Buckingham, because (dammit how did I forget!) there was an entire stage and its sitting area blocking the view, plus I got a bout of hay fever in St James Park and the Mall (even though I am not a Hay Fever sufferer).

We loved it no matter what, we walked and walked, we had lunch and walked some more. No buggies, really, no buggies and that was so cool… OK I did complain on a couple of occasion that we didn’t have the damn buggy… Especially when the tourists insisted on stepping over my children or the said children decided to run forever in the most crowded areas. But that was fine, we brought them home safe and very tired. A real parents’ dream who want to have an early evening to themselves.

2- Street Parties are the best thing ever

This was my first street party and I loved every minute of it.

Ok it wasn’t my street, so I got to meet people who are not my neighbours, but next time we visit our friends (the ones who live on that street) we’ll happily say hello to their neighbours, somehow feeling at home.

The spirit was great and you know, one thing makes me really fond of the British nation, is that not even heavy raindrops will stop a good Fiddle concert. As for me and my French friend we were quite happy watching from her windows by then, cheering with all our heart.

3- Taking the bus on a rainy bank holiday sucks!

The original idea was good. Really good in fact.
We were taking the bus to
a – Entertain the kids. They have rarely been on a double decker bus so that’s the coolest thing ever.
b – Solve the problem of parking the car. We assumed that if everyone who lived on the street where the party was, parked in the neighbouring streets that would leave no space for us.
c – Allow both parents to drink Pimms without so much moderation (as long as we remained sober enough to recognise our own children in the street that would be OK)

The reality turned out not so good.
The bus was late. Of course it was. Buses are always late! So not only we got wet while waiting 30 min, with in the background resounding “when is the bus coming?” “why is it late?” “V/E stop pushing/kicking/hitting me!!” “Mum, can you make the bus come now??”… HELL.ON.EARTH

Then we managed to sit right behind a lovely, yet very very annoying kid, whose mum was busy painting her nails while her son was poking mine and getting them to repeat obscene stuff such as “your mum is a poo-poo bum” or “I smell like poop”. Pretty disgraceful stuff. The boys being boys, were more than delighted to repeat any sentence, especially if it contained the word “poop” in it.

Of course we had to sit through another 30 min of waiting for the bus heading back home, thank goodness with the right kids (we controlled the Pimms intake beautifully) but through more rain.

4- I am living with two competitive boys (the third one probably waiting to discover the spirit)…

That’s my husband and E.
Give them a competition to build the best crown, an egg and spoon or sack race, hidden stuff to find to win a chocolate bar and OH.MY.GOD they are in it! But in it, to WIN IT!

So they won the crown competition, probably due to the fact that Craig spent a good couple of days planning the process, drafting the crown, purchasing material and cutting awkward shapes (that he gave up on and handed for me to do). The sticking of feathers and precious gems was left to the boys, under Craig’s supervision of course.

E then went on to win egg and spoon race, sack race and got second for another race (pardon me for forgetting what it was, by then I started to yawn). He came running to me to announce “Mummy, I WON SECOND!!” so I suppose all that counts is winning…

I have loved every minutes this 4 day weekend. It was full of fun and noone throws a party like the Queen, so my last words will be

God Saves the Queen!!

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