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Welcome to Dais Like These!

Welcome to Dais Like These and thank you for visiting!

I’m Daisy; mummy to three cheeky monkeys, wife to Mr DaisLikeThese, and owner of a crazy greyhound. I am currently juggling the daily routine with all of them and it’s interesting to say the least!

This little blog is a place for me to document the highs and lows, acting as a bit of a diary for me seeing as I am always cursing myself for not writing down the funny and often ridiculous things that my kids say and do.

With a bit of cooking, travelling and days out thrown in, I hope you enjoy it!

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Summer

Summer Dollardays

So it looks like we may possibly have to remortgage our house, or get a loan …or sell one of my kidneys.

I hear you wondering what financial emergency has prompted such drastic measures. Perhaps our car has broken down and needs extensive, expensive repairs? Maybe we’ve had a massive leak at home which the insurance won’t cover?

No. We’ve simply come a cropper to the good old summer holidays. Six pound guzzling weeks of child orientated activities, draining not only my sanity but also our savings!

What has prompted this rant? Blame our local mini golf. My mum and I took the kids yesterday. I’m not going to lie, I was excited. I mean there was a bloody volcano and roaring caged gorilla to contend with, not a windmill in sight. We all arrived with a spring in our step, “two adults and two children please.” It was all going so well and then “that’ll be £31 please.” THIRTY ONE POUNDS?!!

There was a glance between me and my mum – a “is she for f*cking real?” kind of look. Everything in me wanted to spin on my heels, usher the kids out and run to the car. But you can’t do that…can you?

So we paid. And we did have a lovely time. The boys loved it. But THIRTY ONE POUNDS?!!

It made me realise that summer holidays are bloody expensive. I totally wanted to send the boys to a holiday club this year but thought it would be too much of a stretch. But actually just the general day to day with two boys and a baby sends the £££s rocketing.

I mean, even if we just had a Wednesday at home, playing with long forgotten toys and maybe popping to the park, I guarantee we would spend four times as much as a regular school day Wednesday.

Lets start with the food, the copious amounts of food that seems to get consumed. My boys seem to turn into goldfish who have forgotten that they ate only five minutes ago, demanding and devouring snacks like they haven’t eaten in a week. I’m pretty sure when they’re at school they don’t put their hands up mid lesson “miss, miss, miss?…can I have a snack?!” Even Baby Daislikethese is in on the act, pointing at anything food based (or anything that looks faintly food like) and “hmf hmf hmf” ing urgently. My weekly shop this week probably lasted about two and a half days.

Then there is the ice cream van that sits in the park. Just sitting there, taunting all the children with it’s potential yumminess. And sending all the parents mad; I mean you either have to spend a months wages on on two 99 flakes or be driven insane for the remaining hours of the day (and possibly into the next) with the endless whines of “but whhhyyyyy mummy?! Whhhhhyyyy couldn’t we have an ice cream?”

And if the days out, food and ice creams weren’t putting enough of a strain on my purse, lets not forget the cost of all the wine and gin that I am having to add to my extensive summer holidays expense list. I mean, it’s almost essential after having to full time mum for 12hrs solid without a lunch break or even a wee in private!

 

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Travelling to France With a Dog.

This is Buddy, he’s our crazy 1yr old greyhound.

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We got him as a puppy from the Dogs Trust in January 2015 and a few weeks ago we ventured abroad to France with him for the first time.

Apart from the fact that a dog sitter costs nearly as much as a holiday itself, we were keen to bring him with us to see if it would work. We were heading down to a family party near Limoges and the property we were staying at was pet friendly, so we figured that this was the perfect opportunity.

Despite lots of reservations, I was surprised and relieved at just how easy it was to take him with us.

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Our Adventures In-4

Our Adventures in New York City – Part 4

After a stress free trip with Baby DaisLikeThese, a fantastic few days of sight seeing, and even a night out, it was time for our final day in New York.

Final Day

It was Saturday and we were finally getting to spend a day sightseeing with Mr DaisLikeThese.

Our plan was to get up and out early, checking out of the hotel on the way. What with having a slightly late night the night before, I was sceptical! But we managed it – that jet lag working in our favour still!

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Mourning the loss of Cbeebies!

Mourning the loss of CBeebies!

I can’t believe I’m really saying this, but it’s true – I miss Cbeebies!

The boys have moved on; they’re now into Scooby Doo, Tom and Jerry or football matches. Baby DaisLikeThese is too young to even care what is on TV. But me? I want to know what disasters Postman Pat is getting up to, what package he has decided to open up or destroy en route. I’m desperate to know how Topsy and Tim are getting on at their new school, or what adventures are occuring in Treetropolis. Is Peter Rabbit still promoting fruit and vegetable theft to his young audience? Have the Tombliboos found their trousers?!

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Our Adventures In-3

Our Adventures in New York City – Part 3

So we’d had a successful journey from London to New York, followed by a fab first day, and the following few days didn’t disappoint either.

Day 3

We were up and out early again as Mr DaisLikeThese wanted to take a walk to check out the Husdon River edge before work. To be honest it was a long old walk and not very inspiring when we got there! However, we did find a great little cafe that did proper stodgy breakfast which was just what I needed ahead of another day of walking.

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