Sunday, August 31, 2008
Hmm maybe I should write an adventure novel hehe.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
Without Further Ado.... Some pictures
Ryan and I in Saint James Park. The flowers have made him all snoozy.
Ryan tried to demand an audience with the Queen but she wasn't home at Buckingham today
Mom and Ryan in the phone booth
A picture of the London Eye (huuuuge ferris wheel thing) from the Thames River
Ryan swinging at the park next to the London Eye
Ryan enjoying a balloon and lunch at The Giraffe
Did I say how much I love to eat exotic foods?
Friday, August 29, 2008
Thursday, August 28, 2008
This is our first impression of Piccadilly. Tons of shopping and restaraunts and people everywhere!
We stopped in the part to enjoy some cookies and to play with the pidgeons.
Here is just one of the spectacular views just looking down any street in London.
Here is little china in Piccadilly. I'm not sure if they call it that but it was several streets of nothing but acupuncture, stores with cool non-FDA approved oriental foods, and noodle houses.
Here's Ryan getting ready to jump on the bus. He loved every second of it.
This is Trafalgar Square, they had a huge sand pit and were having Rugby competitions. It reminded me of the Nike Air It Out football and basketball competitions we have in the States.
I don't know what statues these are but they rock. This is Trafalgar from across the street.
Here is Bigben from Trafalgar Square. (Note: Bigben is actually the bell inside the clock tower)
He woke up this morning a little tired (it was 6 am) but quickly recovered with a big smiley face and lots of chatter. We had a great breakfast and he ate more than he's eaten in weeks. Then we played and he took a little nap and was hungry all over again for lunch. After spreading pasta and strawberries all over the kitchen he was done and it was time for another adventure in London.
The Transit System!
Today I decided we would figure out the bus system even if it left us in france for a few days. Fortunately I found a great resource online that you place the address your at and where you want to go and it shows you where to get on the correct bus. After jumping on a bus to Piccadilly Circus I was able to figure out how the system worked using the maps they provide.
Couple of things if you ever visit here. The buses do not stop unless you wave them down. They will cruise right on past you. Also they do not let you off unless you hit the little Stop bell inside the bus. You could definitely end up on a long ride if you didn't notice that right off.
We visited Piccadilly and Trafalgar today and I will post more about that in another blog. Ryan loved it and we had a great time. He's been so much fun today and really the happy kiddo that he used to be. It's been wonderful.
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
I like to try new things and a visit to London is a great opportunity for me to indulge a bit and try some new and very strange foods.
This is Porridge. I've heard of it before but I never really knew what it was. They seem to sell it everywhere here and I figured it would be a good starter for my first taste of real UK food.
Porridge is made from Jumbo Oats they told me at Crussh a trendy little Juice Bar in Westminster. It's not like the oatmeal we eat though, there are no identifiable oat pieces in it. I'm guessing they grinding the oats down to a powder to make it lighter and fluffier. Then they get creative.
I asked the young friendly girl behind the counter what she liked to put in her porridge. She told me the best thing was Soy Milk, a handleful of a Cashew, seed, raisin, and other fruit mix, bananas and maple syrup (it's a lot thinner than our maple syrup). It looked a bit strange or "nutty" if you will but it was really good! Much much much better than the "Oriental Beef Burger" I tried from the McDonalds here last night (Barf).
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Our apartment is a very tasteful 2 bedroom 2 bath on the second floor with lots of windows overlooking Marsham street. I can watch people walking around all day long and see the open top and double decker buses cruising through town. We are just a few minutes walk from Big Ben and the houses of parliment and I can't wait to actually get the stroller out and give them a good tour.
Ryan has been sick lately and he had a pretty tough time on the flight over. He slept from KC to Chicago which was awesome but he spent several hours crying on the plane ride over to London. He was a good sport considering he isn't feeling good and his naptimes were all screwed up with the time change. Everything considered we had a good trip over and after a few catnaps we are starting to adjust to the 6 hour time change.
We went to the local grocer "Tesco's" today and visted a few shops and ate at a sandwich restaurant in town. This short jaunt was where it really sunk in that we were in a completely different country. We speak a similar language but it ends there pretty much.
Here in London there are no Targets or Walmarts. They have small grocers, though they do have a coffee shop above Tesco which is nice. The restaurants are so small that most of them you can't even wheel a stroller inside (Sorry no Applebee's, Chili's, or Outback). No high chairs have been spotted so far which definitely is a consideration when picking a place to eat. Nobody here seems to know what a blow-dryer/hair dryer is or where one could purchase such a strange appliance. Most places that we've been to so far only take cash. They really don't sell miracle whip or peanut butter here (glad Jessi packed a jar of the PB for us hehe).
The biggest kicker of all. Mountain Dew. It is non-existant here, they do not have the drink in the UK as far as I can tell. The only place I could find to buy some Diet Mountain Dew online was charging over $20 for a 12 pack. That doesn't count taxes or delivery! Those of you who know me well know I drink about 3-4 of these a day normally. Sooo no complaints, I will score some even if I have to hit the underground. It gives me a mission while I'm here and I'm sure it will taste soooo sweet when I have completed my task.
Oh a few Language tidbits for those who are thinking of visiting some day. A Crib is called a "Cot" here, Garbage bins are called "Wheelie bins", you don't get in line for something, you get in "Queue". No elevators in London but you can always take the "Lift". I used to push Ryan around in a stroller but no more! Now he rides high and mighty in his "buggy" hehe.
Oh our apartment has no airconditioning, how weird is that.
Pictures will be forthcoming, I was much too lazy to bring the camera out this morning but I will strive to be a better person tomorrow I swear.
Love you all,
Monday, August 25, 2008
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Friday, August 22, 2008
to report (looks like the chili dog effect is finally broken). We took a
few pictures for the guys to remember me by (and photoshop into something
Crazy for when I get home I'm sure).
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
He had been breaking this humongous molar this week so that accounted for tooth number 7 but where did the other 3 come from? She beckoned me to put my finger in his mouth (if you are a parent you know how scary that is) and I complied. To my amazement this kid/shark has sprouted 4 molars in 1 day. Can't he slow down and just be a baby for awhile longer. SHEESH!
Monday, August 11, 2008
Every stage of Ryan's life thus far has been so amazing. I have wanted to hold on to every precious second and I thought he couldn't possibly get any cooler than he was at that very second. When I held him in my arms on the day he was born, when he said "Daddy", when he laughed for the first time, when he walked up to me and signed the word "Eat" and "More" much to my suprise, when I sat him up to see what he'd do and he balanced himself for 5 minutes like he'd been doing it his entire life, when he wrote his first incredibly long run-on sentence.... OH wait that's me!
Hehe basically I'm always amazed at how exciting and new everything has been up to this point.
And then he learns how to give kisses.
I just realized that once again he has topped everything thus far.
Baby kisses are amazing. There is absolutely nothing like a big open mouth, crusty banana and cookie covered kiss. It's wet, it's disgusting, he has absolutely no control over his teeth or tongue yet you wouldn't change anything about it.
Ryan likes to blow kisses, give kisses to the cats and dogs and he always saves the best for his mom and dad.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Yay go Royals!
Saturday, August 9, 2008
I took a quick video and some pictures of a fire we had this morning at 7am.
Make this fire #11 in a row since the chili dog incident.
The fire was at 54th and Wayne and the smoke was seen from responding companies at 39th and Paseo. It was blowing fire out the siding on the front of the house and you could see the stairs on fire inside the house from the front windows.
Scary stuff. As we say here, "Angry Smoke means Angry Fire". We started an interior attack and then backed everyone out and used the aerial (ladder) truck to dump water into it from above. It started off as a 1 1/2 story bungalow and in the end all of the roof and second floor was completely gone.
Friday, August 8, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
This all started one fateful night in the back seat of our Honda Civic. Mommy had just gotten herself a tasty frappuccino from Starbucks and was just starting to enjoy the sweet, icy cold, goodness when our ever inquisitive son noticed that Mom had a "Drink with a Straw".
As good parents we taught our son early on how to drink out of a straw, and like every important thing you ever teach your children you usually live to regret it. From that moment on any "Drink with a Straw" instantly becomes Ryan's focus point. He must have it!
Now we don't give in and let him drink soda and coffee and whisky and stuff. We normally just tell him no and give him his own drink. But this time mommy thought it would be funny to let him take a sip. After all he's going to hate it. It's coffee for crying out loud!
Boy were we wrong. Turns out the Kingsbury coffee addiction is coded directly into the DNA at birth. He loved it. Cries of "Mo" "Mo" and his little hands coming together in the sign for "More" sounded in the back seat of the car as I drove us home. "Oh boy" I thought, "We've created a monster".
And here he is, several months later and lapping up the last delicious drops of mommie's mocha. Oh well what can you do, it's in his blood.