As much as I sometimes feel I have met my match with the third child I produced (she knows her own mind more than anyone I think I’ve met) I also need to take a moment to acknowledge that she is amazing and a wonderful mini best mate to hang out with. Just a few moments ago while trying to create some sort of bizarre – back of the kitchen cupboards meal, she was right by my side asking what she could do to help. She’s happiest with a sweeping brush or a cloth to scrub the kitchen cupboards and I have to really work hard to get her playing with toys instead of getting stuck in with some chores.
I never have to fear when I ask her of an afternoon “What would you like to do today?” as I know it will be cheap/ amusing/highly useful. She’s never requested a soft play, or a toy shop in fact. These are the top activities of choice…
- Can we go to the park we’ve never been to and then we did go to? (about the least interesting park we have ever driven past)
- Can we go to the carwash?
- Can we go to the supermarket and have a look at the fish with eyes. (Yep, just to have a look at the dead selection at the fishmongers)
- Can we go to the flower shop?
This last one of these is my fave as there is nothing I enjoy more than a little walk hand in hand to pop into one of the local beautiful florists we have dotted around Sheffield. She loves to point at the pretty stems and choose a couple out of the buckets to carry home with a bit of foliage to share amongst the vases at home. Occasionally we choose a funny plant or a succulent and she loves learning their names and whenever she sees a flower will always check if it’s an anemone. Here’s to our fave little day out.