...when one of them suddenly decides to say "ah, chippy chippy chippy!" (in an imitating snoring way) the other finds it hilarious, copies it and returns the sound louder, which makes the other start laughing hysterically, and it all spirals on and on and on for several minutes?
I don't know and I don't think they do either. Sometimes it's funny, well, at first. But not when it escalates....grrhh!
One hypothesis is that perhaps it's the little ones love of chips (as in the ones that go nicely with fish, especially with lashings of salt, vinegar and tomato sauce). Afterall, I think he dreams of dipping chips in ketchup.
Anyway, I'm tired so...[fake yawn]....ah, chippy, chippy, chippy....
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Friday, 30 September 2011
Monday, 10 September 2007
Oh I do love to be beside the seaside...
We went to Great Yarmouth yesterday because little 'un wanted to go to the seaside.
Yarmouth woudn't normally be my choice destination for this activity despite its long mainly sandy beaches, but I'd grown tired of going to the seaside every couple of weeks and standing in the feezing murky sea while he threw stones in to the sea to splash me. So Yarmouth, with it's plethora of amusement arcades and other attractions seemed a good choice.
Chips for lunch is alway a good start (with lashings off ketchup and an unhealthy does of salt and vinegar, of course!) and then we wandered along the beach for a while, built a sand-pile (little 'un didn't want to build sandcastles...)
Then it was off to the arcades to spend a few coins. Finally we ended up in the Pleasure Beach. It's a bit run down but he enjoyed getting soaked whilst watching the log flume. In fact he enjoyed that more than the Haunted House (really tame but scared him enough) and the Fun House (he really was not sure about the moving floorboards and walkways - especially as it was pitch black, so I had to carry him around this "attraction" which didn't help my own struggle to balance!)
The only problem with going to the seaside is the sea air makes me wnnat to sleep.
Of course, on the flip said it almost certainly guarantees a sleeping kid too, which is always appreciated for a hour on a Sunday!
Yarmouth woudn't normally be my choice destination for this activity despite its long mainly sandy beaches, but I'd grown tired of going to the seaside every couple of weeks and standing in the feezing murky sea while he threw stones in to the sea to splash me. So Yarmouth, with it's plethora of amusement arcades and other attractions seemed a good choice.
Chips for lunch is alway a good start (with lashings off ketchup and an unhealthy does of salt and vinegar, of course!) and then we wandered along the beach for a while, built a sand-pile (little 'un didn't want to build sandcastles...)
Then it was off to the arcades to spend a few coins. Finally we ended up in the Pleasure Beach. It's a bit run down but he enjoyed getting soaked whilst watching the log flume. In fact he enjoyed that more than the Haunted House (really tame but scared him enough) and the Fun House (he really was not sure about the moving floorboards and walkways - especially as it was pitch black, so I had to carry him around this "attraction" which didn't help my own struggle to balance!)
The only problem with going to the seaside is the sea air makes me wnnat to sleep.
Of course, on the flip said it almost certainly guarantees a sleeping kid too, which is always appreciated for a hour on a Sunday!
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