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Day Twenty-Eight: Easter Bunnies, Eyes, and Pho...

Saturday, April 12, 2014


Thatcher has been busy working for the last week on his WWII project for school that was due today.  He was so fascinated that three of his great-grandpa's served in WWII, I thought it would be fun if he learned more about them and did his report on them.  After general conference I thought it was an even better idea, and asked him what he thought, he was all over that idea.  He called my Dad and Todd's Dad and got the info that he needed along with pictures.  He then wrote a report and made the poster all by himself.  I am so proud of him!  It is his first big project/report for school and he did such a fabulous job!  Plus, I love that it got him thinking about his ancestors!



Today after dropping off the boys for their last day of school before Easter break, I hurried home to get ready quick to meet my friend Jen at the tube stop to go to Victoria Gardens and lunch with some of the other girls in the ward.  I had never taken the tube before with just me and Tate.  I've been totally nervous to take the stroller on the escelators in the tube stations, and also having to carry the stroller up and down some flights of stairs.  Well this morning was a great induction!  Jen and I acidently took the wrong tub, switched trains twice, and ended up going up and down more flights of stairs and escelators than I thought possible!  We ended up at the wrong place and then realized we had to go back almost how we got there and that there would be more flights of stairs and more carrying the strollers (or buggies as they call them here).  But we did it!  And we, especially I, survived.  I was grateful she was with me giving me tips and tricks and now I feel pretty confidnet I can do the tube by myself and not be a chicken anymore.

Once we finally got to where we were going for lunch, we walked around a bit at Covant Garden Market.  I saw this guy being crazy/scary...I love these crazy street performers.


Here is the outside to the market. 


It is so neat with lots of shops, and cafes and restaurants.  I want to go back soon for sure!  We ate a little place called Shake Shack, it's a burger place.  Now, having come from Texas where there is every great burger joint in the world, I would rate the food so-so.  But the best part about the lunch was ordering a large (which was more like a medium by the states standard) Diet Coke WITH ICE!  I enjoyed every single sip and was in all seriousness sad when it was gone.  I miss ice.  I miss sonic.  I miss my route 44's.  I will admit I am a adict.

I had just enough time to come home and pick up the boys from school and then run home, drop off their stuff, and get them a quick snack and bathroom break, before heading off again to Todd's office for the BCG Easter party.  They put it on in the middle of the square where the office building is and it was so cute and charming.

We walked in and there was this clown that kept the boys very entertained...



They really did a cute job with this party with the clown who did balloon animals, a face painter, Easter Egg Hunt and visit from THE Easter Bunny.  It was really a great family party and the boys absolutly loved it. I am a fan of BCG London.  Just saying.




They had this little ball pit for the babies and Tate wanted to sit in there the whole time...






Until the Easter Bunny came over and Tate was VERY intrigued with him...


This bunny suit is enough to give you nightmares for a week! 


The Easter Egg hunt was really fun, and the boys really made out like bandits...waaaaay too much chocolate, and they immediatly started to eat all of it.  I had to acutally physically take it away from them because Tagg ate a whole chocolate egg!  I am shocked they weren't sick on the way home!

BCG is the building on the left.  Cute little square with the prettiest little park in the middle.  I love that knobbly big ol' tree!

I caught that girl mid run...love it. 



Tagg still thinks it's cool to have baby chicks painted on your face.  Thatcher is over it, so I figure he has about 18 months before he is too big for this sort of thing.  Sad. 


They wouldn't give up, they just kept searching and searching!


Isn't just so pretty?


We hurried home because our babysitter was coming for date night.  Todd and I decided to go try out The Eye because it is so cool, and you just have to do it while you are here!  We picked the perfect time to go, it was sunset and really nice weather.  We have been so spoiled with the weather!  

Here we are just before we bought tickets and got on!


We bought the fast track tickets because we are lazy like that and also when we saw the line we guessedimated that it was probably about 1-2 hours to wait.  No thanks!  There were also tons of obnoxious american teenage school groups, and if I had to stand behind them and listen to them talk about Miley Cirus while they giggled and gaggled I would have probably punched one of them and then it would have caused a scene.  So just to avoid all of that, we just decided to just fork out the extra dough and get on!

The fast track tickets are great because you really just pay, and then go to the front of the line and step right on.  While we were waiting for the 2.2 seconds we had to wait, we met another american couple and found out they were from Oklahoma!  We obviously instantly bonded and they were super nice, which wasn't a surprise.

The Eye never stops, so you just kinda hop on when it is still moving.  We got into the pod thing and started to go up!  It is really, really cool.  Highly recommend.  The views were incredible and it was really fun to see everything at dusk.  I will admit, once you start getting to the top, it is a little freaky. The pods actually do shake a little because of the wind I suppose, and also how they are positioned on the wheel.  So yeah...I had to talk myself out of a little anxiety, but we were good after that!




This is probably my favorite scene in all of London.  I just love Big Ben.  It is so amazing seeing it in person.  Pictures can't do it justice. 


After we got off we headed across the bridge to the Westminster Abbey area and wanted to get some fish and chips, but we were out of luck because it was so late all the fish and chip places were closed. Next time!

Here we are on the bridge thinking we are totally young and cool and taking selfies!

So we headed back up closer to home and found a little place that serves Pho.  What is Pho you ask? It is some vietnamese soup that Todd has come to love after he was introduced to it by some of his colleges at work in Charlotte.  So he wanted me to try it out.  I wasn't a fan, just to let you all know. But I am picky like that. Oh well, I gave it the ol' collage try!

It was a great day.  So busy, but packed full of firsts and fun things!  It's hilarious that date night now ends at like 10:30pm for me.  I am not kidding, I can't last longer than that anymore!


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Day Twenty-Six: "Then and separate. There should be two!"

Thursday, April 10, 2014

After coming home from our morning walk in the park, Tate and I walked up to our apartment complex and saw a commotion going on.  They had the whole street, which is a major road, in front of our complex completely blocked off.  Huge busses were piled up, traffic was insane, and people were gathering all around.  I had not idea what was going on.  I chatted with our Porter for a little while and he said that there was a horrible accident that had just happened at the intersection by our building.  

After getting inside I went to our window and took these pictures because I have turned into a noisy Nelly in my old age. 


Turns out it was a motorcycle that got his by that van that says Hayes...


I really hope that the guy on the motorcycle is okay.  I quickly got ready and then met some friends at the park for lunch.  It was so good to get out of the flat and eat and chat!

After lunch I left Tate with a babysitter because I had some errands I needed to run. And by errands I mean I needed to get my eyebrows taken care of!!  It had been almost 4 weeks since I had done any maintenance on them and I was looking like some amazon woman or Marla Hooch from A League of Their Own.

I found out about this place in Selfridges called Blink Brow Bar, which seemed really convenient and neat, so I decided to check them out.  I headed there to get my brows threaded, which I totally hate while doing it, but I love the results.  It was great!  I really love this place and will be back!  I also wandered around Selfridges for an hour just looking around and found myself at the Bobbi Brown counter and bought some new eye shadow.  With my eyebrows done I really feel like all is right in the world again.

I picked up the boys to a good report again for Tagg (yay!) and so off we went to get some fro-yo from our favorite place, Snog, for his treat.  We also decided because the weather was too unbelievably nice so we headed straight to the park.

Here are some more pictures of the gorgeous trees because that is what I am obsessed with lately...



The boys found friends from school and started up a football (soccer) game.  They played for about an hour and half before I told them that it was almost time to go, which they were devastated over.  They LOVE playing low key football with their friends after school.  I was watching them and even since being here I have noticed that their form has improved.  I think they've picked up a lot from the kids here.  It's funny.

And this cute boy thinks that he is finding more independence and likes to crawl all over the place at the park!  





He is such a funny kid.  Not walking too much yet.  He can do it, but he prefers crawling fast to his slow walking.

His shirt says, "Mommy's Little Monster".  Well, I had two different British ladies come up to me and tell me how horrible that I would call my precious baby a MONSTER!  I am not kidding.  I died laughing.  I assured them that it was endearing, but they would have NONE of it!  It was hilarious.  I love the Brits.

We went home after wearing everyone out at the park and had dinner and baths and now the kids are sleeping peacefully in their beds and Todd and I are going to watch some American TV and fall asleep to the sound of traffic outside our window because it is warm tonight!


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Day Twenty-Five: "Nearly everybody gets twitterpated in the springtime."

Wednesday, April 9, 2014

Today has been pretty low key.  I guess it's good after the craziness that went down yesterday.  Oh speaking of yesterday, on the way to drop Tagg of this morning I sneakily snapped a picture of The Trunchbull...here she is in all her headteacher glory...


Not the best pic, but you get the idea.  I'll get a better one some day...

Here are some cute ducks Tate and I found on our walk this morning.  So cute! Seeing them reminds me of Bambi for some reason. I know that is random.  But you know it being spring and all, and all the new little ducklings, and new baby animals. "Good morning little prince!"


What would this blog be without some mention of the amazing spring that I can't get over?  Here are some more pictures of trees blooming to prove it!


Could you die?  I am not kidding it is breathtaking...


Today Tate and I did a lot of lazing around playing on the floor.  Who doesn't love playing with the Fisher Price people and all their cute sets?  I love it.  Tate loves it when I pose the people and animales all around, and then he comes and knocks them all down.




I really love lazying it up and playing on the floor with Taters.  I am sad to admit that this is something that I took for granted with my older two.  I was way too caught up in my own days and my own time back then.  I blame it on my 20's. No but seriously, I blame it on me being stupid.  Good thing I learned a lesson.  It came in the form of a realization that I might not be able to have any more kids and I squandered a lot of precious time.  I'm not saying that I didn't enjoy my two other boys as babies and toddlers, because I did.  I just don't think I slowed down enough.  I was just a different mom back then. Thank heavens for trials of faith, they really do help us to be better.  So yeah...I love playing on the floor with this cute kiddo as much as I can, along with his two big brothers now.  I can thank my 30's for that one.




I was thinking about Tagg all day and PRAYING that he could keep it together today and zip his sass up so that he could get a good report from his teacher.

When I went to pick him up he was all smiles and I got a good thumbs up from his teacher and she said he was MUCH improved.  Thank heavens!  We got Thatcher and we were off to the gelato shop like I promised.  I think the instant reward will work for Tagg, and he will want to keep it together long enough each day to get his ice cream.  And lucky for Thatcher who doesn't struggle with this sort of thing at all, he gets the reward every day as well.  And me too, because if I have to stress about Tagg and his sass and The Trunchbull every day, I certainly deserve a gelato in the afternoon!

Tonight Todd got home from his little jaunt away up north somewhere and we ate dinner, cleaned up, and now it's time to do a little planning for our upcoming anniversary trip to Italy next month, and then off to bed.  This Italy trip is two years in the making, way before London was ever in the picture, and I am very excited!

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Day Twenty-Four: The Trunchbull

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

So today started off like a normal day.  Got up, got the kids off to school, and went for my morning walk with Tate through Regents Park.  I really love exploring that park and finding new little places to wander.  It is so beautiful.  Spring in London is absolutely enchanting.  There is no other word to describe it.  I cannot even handle how beautiful it is.  It is straight up out of a movie, or fairytale land. It's gorgeous, simply put.  And I won't stop talking about it, even though I bet everyone is getting sick of hearing about it!

Today it was raining a little on our walk, but I really don't mind.  Tate is protected in his rain cover, or as the boys call it, his "force field", and just falls asleep and I wander around listening to conference.

Today I saw this on our walk and it made me happy...and a little freaked out.  Always a good combo!


After getting home Tate took a long nap after lunch, and I got a lot done around the house.  The day flew by and soon it was time to get the boys. 

As soon as I entered Tagg's school play area I saw his face and I knew something was up.  His teacher, came straight over to me and said we needed to talk.  Perfect.  She explained that they had been having a rough time with Tagg adjusting to their rules, and that he was being far too "cheeky" for their standards.  I asked her to explain "cheeky" and she said back talking, talking rude, sassy, etc.  She said he questions what they are doing, and talks to her like a peer, and not his teacher.  She also said he had a run in with the "headteacher" today. 

So I pretty much instantly through I knew what she was talking about.  Tagg has hardly any filters, it's true, and why I don't know, but he has never really had a problem talking to adults.  He will go up to anyone and just start talking to them, big kids, teenagers, adults, he really doesn't have any issues with it.  He never has.  Ever since he was a little, little boy and believe me it has been embarrassing at times. Over the years I have really tried to work with him on showing respect for adults, but this kid is just so dang confident, he has no issue with speaking his mind to whomever whenever!  Which is super embarrassing or frustrating at times, but also on the same hand, we really love this about Tagg and wouldn't change his confidence.  But yes, he can back talk and be sassy at times, which is wrong, and he needs to curb it!

I told her that I didn't agree with him being sassy or back talking, and I would absolutely work with him on that at home, and she could expect things to get better.  I gave Tagg THE look and he came over to me and then we went to pick up Thatcher.  

Once we got home I told Tagg to tell me all that happened.  He told me that he had thrown a ball at PE after the PE teacher told them not to.  He also had told a kid to "shut up". Okay I thought, those things are not things he should do, obviously.  We talked about it, and what he could do to not say those things to friends, and also to mind and follow directions.  

He then broke down crying and told me that he gets in trouble for calling his teacher Miss or Ma'am.  I was like, "ummmm....what?!"  They are supposed to call their teachers by their first names here.  Also, he proceeded to tell me that today as they were going out for recess the headmistress told all the kids who didn't have waterproof coats on to sit on a bench.  She then told them that they couldn't play outside until it stopped raining because they didn't have waterproof coats on.  Tagg then said, "but I didn't know!".  Tagg said she whipped around, and yelled to him, "How DARE YOU!  I have never been spoken SO RUDELY to in my life!  I am the HEAD TEACHER!  I deserve to be spoken to with RESPECT!".  Tagg said he then started to cry and sat out all of his recess crying.  While he was telling me this story he was sobbing, and told me that he feels like he can't even open his mouth at school because he is always getting corrected.  Honestly, and I am not kidding, mama bear came out BIG time. I. Was. TICKED.  I seriously had to calm myself down mentally before I did anything rash and so I could think straight.  After I was calm, I told Tagg that I didn't feel he did anything wrong by saying Miss or Ma'am, and also that I didn't feel it was wrong what he said to the headteacher.  

I immediately called the school and asked to speak with Tagg's teacher.  We spoke for a little while and I gathered from her that you do NOT question your headmistress or headteacher here in the UK. Whatever.  I am sorry, but that is pretty dang poor that a school administrator would talk to a 7 year old child that way, and then be okay with seeing him cry the whole recess period.  I also explained to her that there is no way that my son should be getting in trouble for saying Miss or Ma'am, especially after she demanded such respect from him!  That is how he has been raised to show respect, and I am sorry, but I will not try to untrain him in saying those things.  We had a good chat and I think we are on the same page now.  

I told Tagg that he had to cut the sass, work on his attitude, and really just grin and bear it for the next few months.  Don't stop saying Miss and Ma'am if he didn't want to.  I told him to just remember that they do things different here sometimes, and that's okay because we aren't here forever.  I also told him that if I got a good report from his teacher every day about his behavior we can go get ice cream every day after school. Yep. Ice cream every single day. I am that kind of mom.  Bribes work.  

But seriously?!?  Oh boy, I am SO exhausted after dealing with all of this!  This headmistress thing is too crazy for me!  Now you know where the Trunchbull came from!  I miss you Ms. Solomon, Tagg's sweet and soft spoken and oh so lovely nice principal of Phillips!  After all this nonsense today, I am SO ready for bed.  Todd is out again for the night and so I am DON.  Dealing with this kinda stuff, especially when it deals with my kids, really takes it out of me.  

Oh and by the way, I have oh so affectionately and officially named Tagg's headteacher, The Trunchbull.  



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Day Eighteen: "Spring is here...the sky is blue...whoooa, birds will sing, as if they knew...."

Wednesday, April 2, 2014

I can't believe some of the pictures I have been seeing on people's Facebook pages back in the states!  It seems like winter is the new spring this year!  Not here in London.  Today was a gorgeous, picture perfect kind of day.  The temperature was perfect and we had clear blue sky.  Everything is blooming and it is so incredibly beautiful.  I can't even describe it.

As I was walking to Tagg's school to pick him up I just couldn't help but take these pictures.  The gardens, flowers, trees, ivy, everything here is so gorgeous.  It really is so picturesque.

These pink blossom trees are right in front of our apartment complex.  They make me so happy every time I see them.  Thatcher gets a real kick out of them, thinking that these kind of trees only are supposed to grow in Japan.  I guess he saw that on Pokemon.  He was telling me about it this morning on our way to school.  Then he talked to me all about ninjas for the rest of the walk.  Here is where I will just say, hashtag boymom.  



On my way to Tagg's school. I love the ivy that grows on the outer walls here.  

Pretty, pretty terraced houses all in a row...

After school since it was such a nice day, we went to the park that is close by the schools and our home.  I let the kids play on the playground for a while, and then they wanted to go over to the big grassy area to play "football" with some other kids.  One of the little girls that was playing with Thatcher on the playground came up to me and told me that Thatch looked like Edward.  At first I was like, "what? Edward WHO?"  But just as I thought that, I connected it, and realized she meant Edward the sparkling vampire.  Yeah, she was 9 and told me this about my son. Ayyyy. Nope, definitely not ready for that world yet...

When we walked to the field to play football we saw this guy.  I had to snap a pic really quick, isn't he just too hilarious?!  

The boys ran and played and had a great time.  Even though the other kids have much better skills than the boys do, our boys are quite the celebrities because of they are American.  The other boys kept asking Thatcher and Tagg questions about Texas, it was cute.




Todd is away for the night, so after the kids were sufficiently run to exhaustion, we grabbed some dinner on the way home at a little cafe, ate there and then stopped and got a gelato for the walk home. As we were walking home eating our gelato and the sun was setting I couldn't help but think it was a perfect European afternoon, going to the park, eating at a cafe, and grabbing gelato on the way home.  I know it may sound totally cheesy but I fell in love with this kind of living 13 years ago, and it is so fun for me to now live this with my kids.

Now I am tired and sitting in an apartment without Todd overnight for the first time since we got here. I haven't fallen asleep alone without the TV on in four years.  Weird, but true.  Hopefully, I'll be able to tonight.






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