Last week we got back from our first family holiday in Cornwall as a four (Rosie the dog inc).. It has been lovely.  Here are the highlights:

Exploring some of the beautiful beaches where I spent as a child.

Seeing  Rosie and Theo play excitedly together. They are in LOVE.

Watching Theo splash in the puddles. Overjoyed is an understatement.

Wolfing down the cream tea that was our welcome to our Air B&B. My favourite cake combo.

Cooking up a full fry up every morning as we were in an actual B&B.

Having a ‘relax’

Having a ‘relax’ on the beach and getting mobbed by Theo and his lunchbox.

Hearing Theo chant ‘Beach Beach Beach’ whenever we got in the car.

Meal planning so we each chose and cooked ‘surprsie’ meals for each other.

Eating soggy sausage sandwiches outside an art gallery whilst Theo was screaming in his pram having a meltdown.

Tracking down the house that ‘About Time’ was filmed in. It is more beautiful in real life than in the film if that is possible.

Husband Dave and I sipping  wine as we played backgammon. Our fave game. ( For the record I won much to HDs disappointment).

At the ‘secret hut’

Sipping the most amazing hot chocolate at the ‘secret hut’ on Portscatho beach. My new favourite place.

Eating Pasties on the Mevagissey harbour.

Holding onto Theo for dear life as he enthusiastically splashed on the harbour steps.

Snuggying up on the sofa and watching films in the evening.

Chatting through our plans for minimising and decluttering our house/  life.

Making a packed lunch every day and heading out to knowing where we would eat it.

Feeling thoroughly refreshed after a few days away and feeling like we never have to go anywhere else on holiday again.

Big Love,



He feels he can adventure anywhere with his snuggie









‘Holidaying’ with a toddler

Last week we went to Spain to stay with my parents-in-law. With Theo.

To say I was apprehensive about flying with a very active toddler was an understatement. I am not the best ‘Flyer’ as they go, let alone with the potential of mass chaos from my son.

So. I had researched different ideas to keep toddlers entertained on flights.


Seeing as Theo seems to have absolutely no interest/ attention span for anything digital (To Husband Daves disappointment) …My main go to items were

  • Snacks. Lots of them. Naughty ones too for drastic measures.
  • Etch a sketch ( no droppable pens)
  • Playdoh

The flight out couldn’t have gone better. The moment we took off Theo fell asleep for an hour (as did Husband Dave), so I had some rare sleepy cuddles and quietness to read my book (although I didn’t have my book as I had not predicted this) so I sat not moving for

Me and my boys fast asleep ( and fellow passenger)

an hour, pretty uncomfortably. When Theo woke up he was awestruck by the view out of the window, and etch a sketch also had an excited look in. …We didn’t even touch the playdoh! I was pretty pleased it was fair to say; I may even have been a little smug. What was all the fuss about? Flying with a toddler. Easy. I would do it every week. Of course I was expecting this same level of enjoyment on the way home.

But…The flight back was horrendous. Couldn’t have gone worse…

  • We were an hour and a half delayed for take-off after we had got on the plane… YES. This meant Theo was strapped to me for an hour an a half before we had even taken off… He hardly sits on me for two minutes without fidgeting his way off. Let alone an hour and a half.
  • This resulted in MASS melt down from Theo like I have never seen before. Arms flailing, uncontrollable crying, kicking his legs, arching his back. All the signs of a very unhappy boy. For an hour and a half.
  • We attempted stuffing cake into his mouth mid screaming. Surprisingly. This DIDN’T help. I just had lots of looks from other passengers..
  • WE tried walking up and down the aisle; Just carrying the screaming around for everyone to see/ hear. Im sure a few people got the brunt of a foot or elbow blow…
  • Husband Dave and I took it in turns to go to the loo whilst the other one stood
    Just before we boarded the plane. (We have no pictures of the nightmarish flight suprisingly!)

    outside with a screaming Theo. We got into an argument about who was going first (after an hour and a half not being able to go). I thought I should go first, (‘I have a weakened bladder from giving birth to said tantrumming toddler’). HD said he should as he (‘had drunk too much water’). Somehow HD got to go first. I felt sorry the old man who was also waiting after this result. The stress levels were high.

  • I debated pulling the emergency handle to take a jump out.
  • Getting stuck behind the tea trolley. Asking ‘Chantelle’  if we could just squeeze by to get to our seats- as I motioned behind to a flailing Theo in HDs arms- desperate to go to sleep. She turned away and turned back and said ‘well if he is like that you will only be stood up again anyway’. I was incredulous. WOW flybe the service.
  • We also had a crying 5 month old behind us. The mum and me kept looking at each other in solidarity. We are in this together. I don’t think we showed a good picture of ‘It gets better’….! to her -It doesn’t.
  • Husband Dave and I ended up singing ‘Frere Jacque’… One of us directly into each ear. In harmony. until finally he went to sleep. (‘There was NO WAY I was standing up again anytime on that flight with Chantelle watching. humphhh.)
  • Obviously, as soon as he fell asleep I couldn’t help think ‘WOW’ you are amazing. I made you.’  ‘I love you’ etc etc…and promptly shook myself back to reality…
  • He woke up screaming.
  • I definitely regretted not bringing more hardcore treats. sweets, chocolate buttons. The organic, sugar free bars were not hitting the spot!

When I have told people this story who know Theo they say they can’t imagine him like this… well its TRUE. We have decided that we are not taking any baby/ toddler/ teenager on any aeroplane again. Sorry Theo / any future kids. That is it. Theo has only gone and done it. Big style. (Even if we did have a lovely actual holiday).

Big Love

Holly xxx



The start of the summer.

This week has definitely been the week of the long awaited sunshine. After what seems like weeks of torrential rain and chilliness – the sun has prevailed! These are a few of the highlights from this last week

  • Taking Theo to see my Mum and her partner Paul at Pauls new homestead. A little piece of heaven in Devon. I felt like we were in the south France as I sipped a cup of tea on the grass with the sun blazing down.FullSizeRender-13
  • Watching Theo ‘help’ to bottle feed and ‘cuddle’ the new lambs
  • See Theo get a ‘booty’ whilst playing in the river on the way back, having to put nappy bags on his feet to stop his second pair of socks not get soaked through
  • Theo having his first ride in a proper digger. He didn’t quite know what to do with himself. The joy!
  • Heading home to meet Husband Dave from work.
  • Walking down the pub and sitting by the river with a pint in the sunshine
  • Wrestling Theo into the bath
  • Having a deliveroo ‘date night’ and film {Capote} (we would recommend) snuggled on the sofa
  • Waking up on Saturday at quarter to 8 in amazement that we {Theo} had managed to have a lie in.
  • Trekking down to Exmouth to get some proper beach time for the first time this year
  • Eating sausage baps on the sand. Theo had half of mine and Rosie the other half of my sandy sausage
  • Soaking in the sunshine
  • Taking Theo down to the sea to dip his toes in. Him squealing crazily at how cold it was… me too!
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    Being stuck in crazy traffic on the way back- lots of accidents happened in Exeter on Saturday apparently…! Me not really minding the peace and quiet as Theo snoozed in the back and Husband Dave and I chatted away.

  • Throwing together a summery greek salad for lunch
  • Getting the sun umbrella out in the garden and setting up a rug
  • Watching Theo splash in the bubbly washing up bowl – Rosie happily getting involved too…
  • Dusting off the bikes and readjusting Theos helmet. This boys head has growwwn in the last 6 months…!
  • Cycling off down the  river in the sunshine. Having to stop every 100m or so as Theo would chuck his ‘snuggie’ {muslin-comforter} out the side- passers by waving us down as it flew off again…and again…Theo finding it hilarious
  • Watching the grand national… and all of our horses drop out
  • Feeling nostalgic at both our families history of watching the grand national over the years
  • All eating dinner together- mushroom and courgette omelette, salad and chipsFullSizeRender-15
  • Watching Theo enjoy the bath, me loving getting him all clean from a sandy day
  • Having a quick shower and change before heading over to a friends birthday, realising my face is glowing from the sunny beach day
  • Sinking into bed exhausted
  • Being woken up by Theo in the middle of the night screaming… I hurry in to see what is the matter and he flops suddenly down in his cot giggling… pretending to be asleep.  He does this another two times before I send HD in who takes no shiz and he goes back to sleep straight away…That boy. Cant help giggle myself back to sleep…
  • Waking up earlier than Theo {I blame his midnight pranking} and sneak a walk with Rosie
  • Preparing a picnic lunch for another day at the beach.
  • Going to church- Although I miss the service and spend the whole time chasing around after Theo in the creche
  • Arriving at Exmouth again, with friends. Theo kicking his legs with excitement at another beach day
  • Slapping on the sun cream, then Theo face planting the sand wanting to eat as much as he could. Him having a face now covered in sand as it has stuck to all the suncream. Great.
  • Watching him being absorbed for hours with a friends bucket and spade.
  • Reluctantly packing up and driving home
  • Making a quick cauliflower cheese for us all for tea. Watching Theo chuck his everywhere. and Rosie lick it off him whilst he squealed with joy. Me too exhausted to intervene with some sort of sensible order
  • Whizzing Theo up to have another bath full of sand. Him falling quickly to sleep.
  • me feeling happily exhausted from the loveliest start to the summer. How the sunshine makes such a difference! Feeling excited for the summer ahead and the endless mouth of beach trips to come.

Big Love

Holly xxx

Ps. I also made this recipe this week. Loved it. A great veggie filo pie which I will definitely be making again { although I think I may have to have some time off from filo as I have gone a bit overboard the last few weeks…!}

The last few weeks.

The last few weeks have all blurred a bit into one. With working, Theo entertaining, Rosie walking and general life doing, I haven’t managed to sit down and tap away at a blog. So, here are a  few of the highlights of the last few weeks

  • First date night of the year with Husband Dave(!) We spent the evening in a tiny olde
    Rosie in the Daffs

    style pub sat in a dark candle lit corner musing over how we needed to do this more often.

  • Lovely walks in the woods with the fam. The Daffodils truly out. Summer is on its way.
  • A new make of a moussaka for a dinner party {loved the squidgy eggy topping}…Followed by-
  • -‘The queen of puddings’ A new fave pud in the house. The 3 homemade layers of custard, jam and meringue were quite the faff but definitely will be made again.mmm.
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    The queen of puddings

    Theo saying his first {naughty} word -‘poo’ when he sees it in his nappy.

  • Me starting a new tradition of  giving Theo a goodnight cuddle when I go to bed. He stays fast asleep but I get my deep, gorgeous, non-struggle cuddle. Many tears have been shed with this new tradition. I love it and never want this time to end.
  • Lots of exhausted evenings where I can’t heave myself off the sofa.
  • Walks in the rain with the family in tow. Sogginess.
  • Piles of washing to be done. done. and still to be done.
  • Having family to stay and enjoying seeing them all.
  • Theo and Rosie conspiring. Not too well- Theo will drop his food for Rosie to catch before I get there. Sometimes his aim is a little dubious… Rosie has had yogurt, banana and porridge dropped on her head in the last few weeks with no way to get to get it off!
    Theo’s aim of yogurt for Rosie

    Double trouble
  • Cleaning A LOT. A puppy plus toddler makes for almost constant cleaning of walls, floors, clothes, toys. Mainly everything -all the time. Yawn.
  • Marvelling at the speed of which Theo is learning and changing. He has got all the important body parts down…
  • Me being overly emotional about how much I love him and not being able to imagine what I would do if anything happened to him. A daily fear I battle with.
  • Deciding to delete Facebook from my phone. A revelation for my head.
  • Missing my Dad- Having a dog and walking more makes me feel closer to him…. And makes me miss him more.

    A rare awake cuddle with this one
  • Having to deal with a lot of screaming and tantrumming. Not knowing how to deal with screaming and tantrumming… googling A LOT. and again. Still having screaming and tantrumming.
  • Going for a night out with my antenatal group of mums and realising everyone is in the same screaming, tantrumming boat… Enjoying letting our hair down.
  • Adoring Theo’s kisses. A new thing the last few weeks.
  • Having my hair done. A three monthly treat where I feel the world is put to rights.
  • Catching up with friends, sharing highs and lows. Feeling so thankful for them.
  • Eating lots of tea and cake <LOTS>.
  • Booking a mini break to a cottage in Cornwall. Our visions of big family holidays have reduced to a few days a short drive away…
  • Not feeling ready for another week of craziness to start.

Big Love