Sneak Peek
Walls are pink and birdy/leafy stickers are up!
I took Emily in to see the stickers and she had the exact reaction I'd hoped for. She looked up in wonder and fascination. The plan is for her cotbed to go under the larger treebranch so the fact that she liked it so much made me immensely happy. I wanted to give her something pretty to look at when she wakes up (in an attempt to possibly keep her quiet for longer in the morning!!)
I took Emily in to see the stickers and she had the exact reaction I'd hoped for. She looked up in wonder and fascination. The plan is for her cotbed to go under the larger treebranch so the fact that she liked it so much made me immensely happy. I wanted to give her something pretty to look at when she wakes up (in an attempt to possibly keep her quiet for longer in the morning!!)
Paris, Part III: Disneyland
[Read Part I]
[Read Part II]
(Disneyland - We all knew it would come to this, didn't we?)
After the success of the Aquarium, we took the rest of the day easy. Emily was quite worn out from what was probably the sudden stimulation and we could get away with it. But we knew there was another day ahead of us and internet searches gave us no additional information whatsoever as to what sort of entertainment Paris held for toddlers. There was one glaringly obvious option, one we'd specifically decided against weeks before: Disneyland.
David suggested it again and I, again, said no. Emily is too young, it'd be a waste. She wouldn't appreciate it and she'd most certainly not remember it. But in the end, with the idea of a whole day of nothingness and frustration for Emily looming, I gave in (rather eagerly, I'll admit). So we hurried to the Disney store around the corner quickly before it closed and bought our tickets, and a Mickey Mouse toy for Emily which she hasn't stopped hugging since.
The next morning was cold, and very windy, although we can't really complain as rain had been forecast for the entire weekend and it had only rained for 20 minutes on our first day there. We searched high and low for gloves for Emily (I hadn't even packed a pair!) but as winter stock had been put away, there were no gloves to be found. We unrolled her jacket sleeves and tried to keep her hands under her footmuff.
I don't really think I need to say much more about our day there, I'll let the photos speak for themselves.
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And then I said it would be a pity to have come to Disneyland and not let Emily meet her beloved Mickey Mouse himself. So we queued for 50 minutes, sans buggy of course, on a gravel path - meaning Emily had to be held the entire time or she'd have tried to eat the gravel.
All for a few minutes with Mickey. Whom Emily turned out to be scared of.
The verdict? We enjoyed it. Of course she won't remember a thing and we plan to take her again when she's older and can enjoy it more. But I don't regret having given in this time. It was a day where we could relax, not be worried about where we might need to change her nappy or what restaurant might have a highchair. We certainly didn't need to worry about anything not being child-friendly. Emily had a blast and we loved watching her enjoy it. That alone makes it worth it.
[Read Part II]
(Disneyland - We all knew it would come to this, didn't we?)
After the success of the Aquarium, we took the rest of the day easy. Emily was quite worn out from what was probably the sudden stimulation and we could get away with it. But we knew there was another day ahead of us and internet searches gave us no additional information whatsoever as to what sort of entertainment Paris held for toddlers. There was one glaringly obvious option, one we'd specifically decided against weeks before: Disneyland.
David suggested it again and I, again, said no. Emily is too young, it'd be a waste. She wouldn't appreciate it and she'd most certainly not remember it. But in the end, with the idea of a whole day of nothingness and frustration for Emily looming, I gave in (rather eagerly, I'll admit). So we hurried to the Disney store around the corner quickly before it closed and bought our tickets, and a Mickey Mouse toy for Emily which she hasn't stopped hugging since.
The next morning was cold, and very windy, although we can't really complain as rain had been forecast for the entire weekend and it had only rained for 20 minutes on our first day there. We searched high and low for gloves for Emily (I hadn't even packed a pair!) but as winter stock had been put away, there were no gloves to be found. We unrolled her jacket sleeves and tried to keep her hands under her footmuff.
I don't really think I need to say much more about our day there, I'll let the photos speak for themselves.
>
And then I said it would be a pity to have come to Disneyland and not let Emily meet her beloved Mickey Mouse himself. So we queued for 50 minutes, sans buggy of course, on a gravel path - meaning Emily had to be held the entire time or she'd have tried to eat the gravel.
All for a few minutes with Mickey. Whom Emily turned out to be scared of.
The verdict? We enjoyed it. Of course she won't remember a thing and we plan to take her again when she's older and can enjoy it more. But I don't regret having given in this time. It was a day where we could relax, not be worried about where we might need to change her nappy or what restaurant might have a highchair. We certainly didn't need to worry about anything not being child-friendly. Emily had a blast and we loved watching her enjoy it. That alone makes it worth it.
Under Way
You might remember me mentioning that Emily will be getting a new room this summer. Well decorating is finally under way. I'm hugely excited about this project, I have big plans for this new room of hers, and we visit it often as I want her to get used to it (it wasn't a room we used very much until now) so she is warming to it and loves watching the trees out of the window. I think she'll be happy there.
This is what the room looked like until yesterday...
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Stay tuned for updates!
This is what the room looked like until yesterday...
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Stay tuned for updates!
Paris, Part II: Aquarium de Paris
[Read Part I]
Visiting the Aquarium was a stroke of genius. Emily could finally get out of her buggy and crawl around. She has recently become very interested in animals so this was a good opportunity to show her something different. She loved the movement and the colours of the fish, although not so much the larger fish.
She spent most of her time at the Aquarium shouting at the fish, or trying to catch and lick them.
And then we found the petting pool. She stood by the side for a while, just watching. Then tentatively, she touched the water. Then a bit more and a bit more, until five minutes in, her top and cardigan were soaked right through (she kept turning around to try and dry her hands on David's arm!) and she was even trying to catch the poor, terrorized fish.
We stopped to have lunch shortly after that (sushi - a bit ironic to be serving sushi at an Aquarium, we thought!) and we stripped Emily down to her vest and dried her clothes under the hand drier in the toilets which did the job and she was fast asleep, fully content, soon after that. Suddenly we didn't feel like such bad parents any longer: we had found something for Emily to enjoy in what seemed to be the land that forgot the toddler!
More Paris adventures to follow...
Visiting the Aquarium was a stroke of genius. Emily could finally get out of her buggy and crawl around. She has recently become very interested in animals so this was a good opportunity to show her something different. She loved the movement and the colours of the fish, although not so much the larger fish.
She spent most of her time at the Aquarium shouting at the fish, or trying to catch and lick them.
And then we found the petting pool. She stood by the side for a while, just watching. Then tentatively, she touched the water. Then a bit more and a bit more, until five minutes in, her top and cardigan were soaked right through (she kept turning around to try and dry her hands on David's arm!) and she was even trying to catch the poor, terrorized fish.
We stopped to have lunch shortly after that (sushi - a bit ironic to be serving sushi at an Aquarium, we thought!) and we stripped Emily down to her vest and dried her clothes under the hand drier in the toilets which did the job and she was fast asleep, fully content, soon after that. Suddenly we didn't feel like such bad parents any longer: we had found something for Emily to enjoy in what seemed to be the land that forgot the toddler!
More Paris adventures to follow...
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