No vegetarians in this house!

3 year old, on our way to McDonald’s to have a post dentist visit treat (AKA Mummy CBA to cook and it was en route home) announced:

“Mummy, do you know how you make chicken nuggets? You chase a real life chicken around. Bash it on the head with something hard until it dies. Then chop it up and cook it in the oven.”

Whilst she missed the breading of the meat – I reckon that was a fair understanding of the food preparation process. Although maybe not McDonald’s……

4 year old, in response:

“Mummy, do you know how you make crackling? You peel off the pig’s skin and cook it in the oven”

I am obviously recording this for posterity – and for when they decide as teenagers that they want to be veggies…………

Den building – Wicked Wednesday 3 June 2015

So – the 3 kids not back to school today were supposed to be helping with the unpacking. Instead they used the empty suitcases to construct a wall, and then practically every pillow and quilt in the house – and a freakishly large teddy –  to make a comfy den to all lie in. But at least they were all getting along…….

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This is my entry for this week’s Wicked Wednesday – do pop across and see other people’s less than perfect houses / children!

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The Joys of Jetlag

So – one minute she’s eating an apple – the next she’s fast asleep on the floor!!

  
Same for her father – but he was drinking fizz not eating fruit!

  
Am trying to make this my entry for this week’s wicked Wednesday on Brummymummtof2’s blog – but can’t work out how to add the linky from my phone and the UAE ISP won’t let me access WordPress from the hotel’s computer!! Sorry!!

**imagine picture of cute Brummy girl wailing** 

Book Review: Girls Uninterrupted by Tanith Carey

Girls uninterrupted

I don’t often read non fiction – in fact, this is the first non fiction book I’ve read since I started doing book reviews on here.  This was recommended by the Head Teacher at my eldest daughter’s school (the author is a parent from the girls’ school she was previously head of) – and ever a girlie swot, I always do what I’m told – so I purchased it to read over Easter.

The full title is ‘Girls Uninterrupted – steps for building stronger girls in a challenging world’.  Snappy eh?!  But I totally agreed with the sentiment – so thought I’d give it a go.

Here is what the Amazon blurb has to say:

* Why are girls self-harming and suffering eating disorders in record numbers? * Why do girls feel they have to be ‘little miss perfects’ who are never allowed to fail? * Why are girls turning against each other on social media? * What should we tell girls about how to deal with challenges of every day sexism and violent, misogynistic pornography? * How can parents, teachers and grandparents inoculate girls so they can push back against the barrage of unhealthy messages bombarding them about what it means to be female? Whether they are praised for being pretty rather than smart, or accused of being ‘bossy’ rather than leaders, teaching girls how to be comfortable with themselves has never been more challenging. Laid out in clear simple steps, Girls Uninterrupted shows the practical strategies you need to create a carefree childhood for your daughters and ultimately help build them into the healthy, resilient women they deserve to be.

Now, it wasn’t a page turning ‘can’t put down’ of a book – but I did find it really interesting.  With 3 daughters (and a son) at different ages from pre-teen down to toddler – it was very appropriate.

A lot of it is common sense – or, common sense when you think about it – but how often do you take the time out of your busy life to sit down and think about stuff like this? I know I don’t. It was great to take that time out and think about how our actions – and the actions of the world about us – impact on our daughters’ lives.

There are some interesting facts and statistics that it was good to see too, on a whole myriad of relevant topics – eating disorders, viewing of porn on the internet and bullying to name but 3.

It has already impacted (in a good way!) on my own behaviour. Even my husband noticed I’d put my phone down when we were all out having lunch after going swimming as a family last weekend (normally I’d be checking emails / updating Facebook / tweeting – but decided all of that could wait!)

Then today, the 11 year old and I had a conversation about her exams this week, and how all we want is for her to do her best – and how they’re not the end of the world. Thankfully she seems to be taking them in her stride really well – and can see that some of the girls in her class who have cried over getting one question wrong and getting very stressed beforehand is not healthy, and definitely not what we as her parents want her to worry about.

Some of the recommendations I’m not sure are totally achievable for us as a family (for example, we can’t turn the wifi off to stop the kids accessing it in the evenings after their bedtimes, as that’s often when the husband and I are catching up with the day jobs!) – but we can remove their devices from their bedrooms and set them to charge on the landing instead.  There are lots of other suggestions to be inspired by too.

I would really recommend this to everyone with daughters.

But now back to some reading as escapism from reality for a bit!!

The A-Z of strops 

My youngest daughter is super cute, super funny, super feisty – and super stroppy!

After I’d posted a number of photos on Facebook of her in a mard, a friend suggested I should do an A-Z list of them – so here we are!!

A – Ambleside – in a strop because she couldn’t go waterski-ing with her siblings, but it’s ok – if she turned around in the pushchair we couldn’t see her….

Strop - Ambleside

Strop - Ambleside 2

B – Bluestone in Wales – there were a few from this trip!

S for stocks

C – Crazy Golf (this is also similar to my face when forced to play the ridiculous game!)

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D – Dubai, on a bed, with FILTHY feet!

Dirty feet

E – Everyone else has a birthday before me (this is technically correct as she’s a November birthday – and she doesn’t understand the concept of time) This was on her sister’s 11th birthday

Strop - rug

F – Fence at Bluestone

F for fence

G – Genting Arena, about to watch Disney on Ice

Strop - Disney on Ice

H – home, post school run, refusing to get out of the pushchair

Strop - home pushchair

I – If I cover my eyes no one can see me being stroppy

Strop - if I cover my eyes

J – Juha’s Journey Lazy River at Wild Wadi – not a full on strop, but definitely not loving it…

Strop - Wild Wadi

K – Kings Norton Rhinos – whilst watching her big brother play rugby

Strop - Kings Norton Rhinos

L – Lagoon (Blue) changing rooms – see also S and U for the full range of this strop! This is where she’d fallen asleep mid strop…….

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M – Mine Train ride at Alton Towers – think it totally traumatised her!

Strop - mine train

N – naughty step, on a Friday night, for pulling her sister’s hair

Strop - naughty step

O – Oxfordshire, at some friends for the weekend in their local park

Strop - Govans

P – Photoshoot for my parents’ birthdays – annoying she wouldn’t behave, but the results were quite cute pictures!

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Q – Queen of clean hands – only a mild strop over excessive sugar on her doughnut making her fingers sticky

Strop -queen of clean hands

R – Restaurant on Grandad’s 70th birthday

Strop - Becketts

S – Swimming baths whilst on holiday at Bluestone

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T – Towers of Alton (I know, I’m pushing it a bit with the whole alphabet thing!) Not wanting to go in the pushchair, or walk…..

Strop - Alton Towers

U – Uncle Tim having to carry her back after falling asleep mid strop (see S and L above!)

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V – Vale do Lobo – this is the FIRST EVER STROP PHOTO – in a lovely Chinese restaurant, where she announced ‘I am very cross and very shouty’

G strop

W – Windermere, on the lake, not loving the whole boat thing

Strop - Lake Windermere

I think we might need to save X, Y, Z for any particularly impressive ones before she grows out of it (please let that be soon!!)

I think this is pretty much a definite #wickedwednesday post for BrummyMummyof2’s linky!!

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Should we reside in Waitrose in Highgate?!

I am a big fan of the Facebook account ‘Overheard in Waitrose’ and the Twitter account @highgatemums – to the point that I think my 4 children should perhaps reside in said supermarket in North London (not the Highgate in Birmingham nearer where we live – that’s very different – and doesn’t have a Waitrose for a start!!)

So – basically, it’s kids being up their own arses that both things highlight. Hey – we can even do sub-categories:

TRAVEL

The eldest, when 5, was learning about modes of transport – she was asked at school if she’d been on a bus ‘Yes, that’s what takes you from the airport to the plane’!

4 year old, on Monarch flight to Faro in Portugal last Summer  ‘Mummy, why doesn’t my chair turn into a bed, and why haven’t I got my own TV?’

Same child told me this Easter hols ‘Mummy, do you know, we are going on holiday JUST IN THE CAR – not on a plane?’

SPORTING

Son, when off to see his then 9 year old cousin playing football, wouldn’t eat his breakfast before we left home, commented ‘It’s ok, I’ll just get some chips and nuggets in the Box when we get there’ – having been spoilt at Villa Park didn’t quite grasp the concept of Hampshire Under 10s in a local park.

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3 year old, wailing ‘Mummy, the wifi is down and I can’t watch Netflix’

Children, when being called through for their dinner at our holiday home in the Lakes this week,  ‘But WHY can’t we pause the TV?’

EXCEPTIONS

So, sometimes, the kids do remind me that we’ve kept their feet almost on the ground:

The eldest, recently, ‘Mum, I’m not sure this Waitrose Ardennes Pate is really ‘essential’?!’ …………

Girls – The Photo Gallery week 224

Last week the prompt over on the Sticky Fingers blog for the gallery was ‘boys’ – and so, unsurprisingly, last week I wrote about my boys – and this week it’s the turn of my girls.

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After we’d had our eldest daughter and then son – and some pretty traumatic births – we decided enough was enough and husband had the snip. As people were all too keen to point out ‘you’ve had one of each, why would you want any more?’ (Why do people say that?!?)

Fast forward 4 years and I’m WEEPING in the M&S school uniform section buying my ‘baby’ his school trousers and decided I’d quite like another baby (well, actually 2, as my OCD couldn’t cope with an odd number of children!) Husband was more than happy to oblige – and 6 weeks post op we were pregnant with baby number 3, and 16 months after her baby number 4 arrived too!

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So girls massively outweigh boys in this house – there is A LOT of pink!  They are already all their own characters – and seem to be getting feistier with each Miss Price iteration.

The eldest is BRILLIANT with her little sisters (most of the time!) and in return they look up to her massively (as I would like to think my sisters do to me?!?).

The little two being so close in age is great – and they play beautifully together (they also fight like cat and dog – but we’ll gloss over that for now!)  The fact they are both girls makes it very different to the older kids relationship. I am one of 3 girls – but throwing an additional brother into the mix really changes the dynamic.

I used to love the American TV programme ‘Brothers and Sisters’ and the dynamics between all of the siblings – and I look forward to that playing out in our family in the future – definitely different to just ‘sisters’.

So these are my girls – pop over to The Gallery to see other peoples’ girls…….

Sticky Fingers Photo Gallery

Mr Price is in his prime!

Tonight, whilst the husband and I were trying to eat our dinner:

The 3 year old was crying because she has sore lips – but won’t let us put any vaseline etc on them – so not sure how we’re going to address that.

The 4 year old was trying to write a book. Given she can only spell a few words, this required spelling out (phonetically) every word (as with her current spelling ability it would otherwise have been a somewhat boring book about Evie, Mummy, Daddy and poo……….)

The 11 year old needed help writing her French homework to her new (male!) pen pal in Grenoble. She had forbidden us from assisting with Google translate – but had not banned me from Whatsapp-ing my best friend who lives in the French Alps! My friend’s 6 and 9 year old bi-lingual children thought it was hilarious that I was messaging to confirm how to say ‘I am a girl’ in French! But my ‘A’ in GCSE French was a long time ago, and I’m not drinking at the moment and my French ability is directly proportional to my alcohol consumption!! My liver is still glad I went to Sydney and not Paris on secondment with the accountancy firm I used to work for.

The 10 (I did just write 9 until my niece pointed out he had a birthday last week) year old was doing a maths worksheet about prime numbers. The husband didn’t know what a prime number was until I explained that it’s a number that only divides by 1 and itself (every day’s a school day!) He then realised that at the grand old age of 43 he was in his prime. Boom……..