why?

Dear Pia,

Your new favourite word to squabble as you wander up and down the house is, "why? why? why?". As I write this you are walking back and forth through the kitchen holding your sippy cup and mindlessly mouthing why? why? why? Though to you, I'm not sure the word is as much of a question as it is a statement. Foe now anyway. Our time will come to be sure. Though I might start googling the basics now just to get ahead of the game. Sky blue? Check. Thunder happen? crap...

After yesterday's cooking class (where I cook and you go to a creche you let everyone in the building know you desperately despise), we took some time for fun and spent the morning at the Battersea Children's Zoo with Harrison and his mummy. I think it more than made up for yesterday because the Battersea Children's Zoo is more than just a zoo. It's a GIANT playground with ride on toys, tree houses, sand boxes, a toddler maze, a jungle gym (or 4), tunnels, fire trucks, barns, donkeys, ponies, AND bunnies. There's even a tunnel under the ground of the Meekrat habitat so that you can poke your head out in the middle of their habitat under a little clear dome and watch them scurry all over and about you. Basically it's OMG happiness (and yes i definitely climbed down there with you and no it's definitely NOT made for adults). And the park isn't even that daunting for parents because the entire park is only about a square kilometer and pretty empty during the cooler months, but still jam packed with fun. And yesterday we hit the jackpot with sunshiny weather.

It's amazing how boys will be boys because through the massive playground that makes up the Battersea Children's Zoo, Harrison managed to find the tractor and the fire engine and he never wanted to leave them. After minutes of coaxing him out of the drivers seat of the "Battersea Children's Zoo Fire Brigade" truck, he would get safely to the ground only to turn right around again and climb right back in. Being that you're not all that interested in fire trucks, we didn't get to spend as much time as we'd have liked with Harrison. But the good news is we'll be here to welcome them back from their lovely sun holiday in a couple weeks time and you guys can relive your loves of the beach in a local sandbox together. Likely in your winter jackets. And rain gear. Ah blissful London.

I love you,

Mama
xx