Apparently all the cool kids are singing this version of Twinkle Twinkle.
We went to London today to the Aquarium (I have a free ticket for a year so thought I’d better use it) and the girl serenaded me with it on the train on the way in.
We stopped for lunch at M&S (nice clear and sensible labelling – no “this might have been a near a nut at some point” warnings on things that patently obviously haven’t been, like fresh fruit) and had a picnic in the shadow of the London Eye.
Both children ended up with a change of clothes following disastrous incidences with smoothies. Note to self, buy drinks in cartons with straws – don’t expect the under 4′s to drink safely from a wide mouth bottle.
The Aquarium has been tarted up recently and there’s a lot more to it than there was before. Both kids really enjoyed it, particularly the new Shark Walk. You walk over (I hope) reinforced glass over the shark tank. I felt slightly sick walking over it but the girl and boy both seemed to quite like it.
After our Aquarium visit the boy fell asleep in the buggy, so the girl and I had a sneaky ice-cream. The cornet bit of a Mr Whippy is generally made in a factory that might have processed nuts at some point so I haven’t let the boy have one recently. The girl has been denied a few lately, with no complaint from her, so I felt she deserved one. I scrubbed us both down with a wet wipe afterwards and we drank loads of water. It was absolutely fine, we breathed on the boy once he’d woken up and he didn’t keel over. I can feel my paranoia beginning to subside a little.
All in all we had a really good day until it was time to go home.
The girl had a major disaster whilst running across a bridge. It was the most odd falling over I’ve seen – she landed on hands and knees as usual (thus assuring grazed hands and bruised knees – a fairly normal state of affairs) but then tipped over straight onto her face. She still has her milk teeth but the first thing I checked was her teeth – I’ve got to channel that spare paranoia somewhere. They were ok. Her nose, however, didn’t fare so well. Can you see the scrapes on it as well as the really obvious ones underneath?
Noooooo to the falling over. Why does that sort of incident sneak up on us just at end of a really fun time. Poor darling.
Have you heard the version of Twinkle Twinkle that goes:
Twinkle, Twinkle little fox
Have you washed your smelly socks?
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Poor little Pet. I haven’t heard that version I will try and remember it to sing to Amy hehe. I am pleased that your paranoia is subsiding a bit.((hugs)) from the toothless one
Yay for lessened paranoia!
Um, yes… had to replay the girl’s version of Twinkle twinkle for Mack 17 times. STILL cannot figure out the 2nd verse…. but that’s my accent handicap!
Her poor nose! And I always ALWAYS check teeth first. Wynnie whacked hers last fall on some stairs at a restaurant and they were floppy loose for months afterward!
…turn the key and pull the choke!!!!
See, I knew I’d get it if the little people would settle down for 5 seconds.
Oh that video! So cute!!!
And the fall…ouch!
LOL! @ the new version of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star. That is new to me.
Loving the shark walk! That sounds really cool! The Aquarium in New Orleans, LA has an area where you can look down into one of the tanks, but that one sounds interesting.
Sorry to hear about the fall. I’m sure she will be herself in no time.