Friday, 6 July 2012

Banham Zoo

This was a while ago - I can't even be sure quite when but, it was the kids first trip to a zoo. An introduction to skills of captive wild animals in visitor avoidance. Don't they know that we payed a fortune to see them?? 
















The fibre glass dinosaur sets you up to think that you're going to get really close...



















Exceptions to the rule - camel and ringtail lemurs.




















Bess: I can't see the monkeys.
Us: They are in the distance.



Getaway driver. Lets go.

Friday, 25 May 2012

Bessam




















Bess and Sam - another park date.

At the bar



Not to be outdone by his sister on the dancefloor, James was drawn to the ballet bar at a dance studio we went to on Wednesday. Good toes, naughty toes and all that.
The real reason we were there was for a beat box workshop that Brigitte's kids were at on their trip to Norwich. So here you go, this is how you do it, BOOT CAT BOOT CAT TIKKA TIKKA BOOT CAT BOOT CAT. But faster than a bullet train and without spitting all over the microphone please, homies.


Traffic's terrible...


Sun den




















Sheltering from the blazing heat for a moment, the kids find an inch of room under their slide. Happy days in the garden this week with much alfresco eating, sand pitting, car launching, and bug identification. Also, in the news is the news that Bess has managed a couple of days of perfect pottying. Liberation from Pampers has been a brilliant milestone, though not without its moments (which of course are a little too toiletty to talk about here naturally).

Paper cutting
















The start of one quarter of a paper cut commission. Extremely fiddly. Extremely. Fun though and final picture looked really good if I say so myself.

The dinosaurs are coming


We got ourselves a great ringside seat for the arrival of the dinosaurs to The Forum and the Norfolk and Norwich Festival. James shouted 'Duck' at it - his best description for anything even vaguely resembling an animal. Bess took it in her stride too really, though gripped on tight when a brave volunteer put their head in its mouth as part of the 'routine'.