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The siblings project – June 2017

I’ve been sort of caught out this month!

Normally I have a post scheduled in for the siblings project, and a note in my diary to make sure I take some photos of the children together for it.

For some reason though, I didn’t do that this month.  So I was caught by surprise when someone mentioned it this morning, and quickly got to work putting this post together.

As luck would have it though, I did take some photos of Rhys and Nerys together yesterday!

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For Steve’s first Father’s day 7 years ago, I had a photo card made with a picture of Rhys propped up on this black chair.  For two years after that I did the same thing, then for his 4th Father’s day it was a photo of Rhys and Nerys together.

For 5 years I managed to make almost identical cards, then last year moonpig stopped making the design I’d been using.  So the card for last year and this year will be a different design from the rest.  But the photo will be the same; his children smiling away on that black chair.

I wonder how long I can keep this going, if I can still squeeze them into that chair together when they’re teenagers!

I did have a quick look back at the photos I’d taken over the last few weeks, and found one more of the two of them together, which I actually really like.

This was from one of our many recent trips to Victoria Park.  There used to be a really fab piece of wooden play equipment when we first started going there, with a slide and wobbly bridge and fireman’s pole.

For some reason though they took that out a while ago and put some new bits in.  At first we were a bit disappointed as there’s no slide now, and the new things they put in weren’t really that suitable for little ones.

Recently though, both Rhys and Nerys have grown braver and more confident in their abilities and have started enjoying the new bits much more.  This was them at the top of a tower that is much taller than me!

I feel so proud every time I see them up there, as they just seem so fearless.  And they have complete faith that Daddy will get them back down again safely.  That’s how it should be when you’re little, isn’t it, you should have complete and utter faith that your parents will catch you!

I can’t quite believe that we’ve already reached the middle of June, and I’ve managed to keep up with this project every month so far.  Hopefully I’ll get back to being more organised next month and have my post planned out a bit better!

 

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Living Arrows 2017 – 24/52

There seems to be a bit of a bug going round our house at the moment.

Both the children have had runny noses and have been sneezing a fair bit over the past week.  And Steve and I have just felt wiped out, so tired and foggy-headed.

On Saturday we had a really lazy day at home.  We took advantage of the rainy weather and had a pj day, watching tv, playing on the computer, doing puzzles and things like that.

I think we all needed it.

Yesterday though, we ventured out for a blast of fresh air.  It was so windy here we decided against going to the beach, so just went for a quick scoot round Victoria park and a play on the swings.

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One thing I love about Victoria Park is that it’s just across the road from the beach, so you still get the benefits of the sea air.  As soon as we got out of the car you could smell it, and I’m sure breathing in that salty air does us all a lot of good!

Rhys had great fun on the tyre swing with another little boy he met there.  His dad was pushing them both really high and Rhys thought it was brilliant.  It always makes me smile when I watch him being bold in those situations.  He will chat to anyone, striking up conversations with people as we pass them on our way round the park.

He’s so much more outgoing than I’ve ever been!

 

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Should we teach our children to fight back or walk away?

I’ve been a parent for 6 years now.  

For the most part my husband and I have been in agreement up to this point, when it comes to all things parenting.  Our natural instincts when it comes to the best way to raise our children are pretty similar.  At least they have been up till now.

Now that Rhys is getting older I’m realising that there is so much I don’t know, so many questions that I don’t have answers for.  I have a feeling there will be plenty of nights spent up talking together about how best to handle different situations, about what to tell our children about how to handle different situations.

For now our big debate is to do with playground pushing and shoving.  We’ve talked a lot recently about whether we should teach our children to fight back or to walk away.

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My gut reaction is to tell my son to walk away.

If someone pushes or hits him, or does something he doesn’t like, then he is to tell them to stop.  If that doesn’t work he should walk away and find a teacher and tell them what has happened.

My husband, on the other hand, feels that we should tell him to push back, or hit back.

The thing is, we’re coming at this from two different perspectives, and two different experiences growing up.

I was lucky in that I was never bullied when I was younger.  And I never really got in trouble.  See, part of my concern is that if Rhys hits back he will end up getting in trouble at school.  More often than not teachers will see the child who hits back, rather than the child who hits first.

I don’t want him getting in trouble at school for something he didn’t start.  I would prefer him to walk away from the situation.

My husband on the other hand has experienced being picked on.

For a long time he walked away.  He told grown ups.  And nothing changed.  Until the day he finally snapped, and hit back.

After that it stopped.  And it of course makes you wonder, could he have avoided all those months of feeling miserable if he’d just hit back sooner?

The thing for me is, there doesn’t seem to be a clear cut answer to any of this.  There are so many variables, so many different situations that I’m not sure exactly what to teach Rhys.  He is only 6 and I’m not sure he has the skills yet to make a good judgement call on when it’s ok to hit back.

I asked a few other bloggers for their thoughts on this and got some really interesting answers.

“Me and my hubby feel just the same. I say walk away and speak with someone about it. My hubby says stand up for yourself. Which my son did once at school after being bullied and he was the one in trouble with the head teacher”

Sarah from Champagne and Petals

 

“I’m really torn. As a teacher, I know I should be teaching them to walk away and that’s the best thing to do In most situations but my gut instinct sometimes is to fight back (I’m a mouthy cow at times!), or come back with a really sarky, smart arse put down!”

Rachel from Coffee, Cake, Kids

 

“Its a tough one. Having a boy who has been through (lengthy) bullying with next to no action from the school I would say this; I want my younger 2 children to have the maturity and the resolve to be able to walk away where possible and also the right hook to teach the bully never to push it too far. Their self esteem is going to be harder to find than a new school.”

Natasha from Mummy and Moose

 

“It’s so hard – I think it’s entirely dependant on the situation, but I would say walk away. There is more strength in rising above than there is in violence, and always speak to someone – don’t just let it go, tell someone every single time.”

Emily from Babies and Beauty

 

“I think we should be teaching children to sort out their disagreements using something other than violence – sometimes it does need an adult to model how at first. I used to have quite a few aggressive boys in my Reception class so we made a ‘thinking station’ where they could go to sort out their problems – the focus was on taking turns talking and explaining how they felt, how the other person had made them feel etc and sorting out how they could make it better and solve the problem. I had loads of resources to help such as images of different emotions, recordable microphones for taking turns speaking and little ‘feeling slips’ where they could write down what happened and how it made them feel. It worked really well – I had to model how to use it and help them take turns in the first few weeks but after that the violent episodes were almost non existent. I think we need to teach children to behave how we expect others to behave and treat them as we expect to be treated”

Sarah from Arthurwears

 

“Oh we are having this problem at the moment. My son is doing the right thing and telling the teacher but I’m afraid I am with your husband on this one and think he should stand up for himself. Even my older son said if they are trying to annoy you and you tell them it upsets you (as per school process) they will just keep on doing. I hate that I even think this but I fear if he doesn’t it will carry on and get worse”

Louise from A strong coffee to go

 

It’s clearly a subject that people have mixed feelings about, and it seems to make a lot of people feel like bad parents for teaching their children to hit if necessary.  Naomi from Tattooed Mummy has these conflicting thoughts, saying “I always taught dd to give 3 clear warnings, then punch hard and fast” but that doing so makes her feel like a terrible mum.  From her own personal experience though, walking away doesn’t always put a stop to things.

I’ve spent quite a bit of time reading threads in various parenting forums about this issue, trying to gauge what the general consensus is.  

And I’m still no closer to an answer.

There are really valid arguments for both approaches.  The thing that I noticed though is that it seemed that everyone who has either experienced their child being bullied or who has been bullied themselves felt that fighting back was, ultimately, the answer.

I suppose it’s very easy to say just walk away and tell a teacher when you’ve never experienced the situation yourself.

I’m not a fighter by nature.  I don’t like confrontation and I believe that love is stronger than hate.  I want my children to use their words rather than their fists to resolve conflict.

But I’m very aware that this just isn’t always realistic.  The school playground is a very unique place, where children are learning about social rules, and trying to find their place in the world.  I just know that I don’t want my son to be a victim.  I want him to be strong in who he is, to stand up for himself and what he thinks is right.

For now I think what I will tell my son is this.  

If someone pushes you or hits you, you tell them to stop and you tell a teacher.  If it keeps on happening though, and he seems to be becoming a target, then I will tell him to defend himself, to stand strong and fight back.

What do you think about this?  Do you tell your children to walk away or to fight back?

 

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My top five holiday moments

Steve and I are both homebodies, we like being at home with our home comforts around us.  So we tend to spend our summers in Swansea, enjoying the beaches and parks and everything else our city has to offer.

In May though we did get away for our first family holiday since Nerys was born.  We went to Bluestone for a four night stay, and had a really wonderful time.  And it’s got me thinking about my favourite holiday moments from the times we have ventured away from home!

My top five holiday moments

1.  Family time in Bluestone

As I said, our holiday to Bluestone was the first time we’d been away on a proper holiday as a family of four.  And we made it even more of a family affair by asking Steve’s parents to come along with us.

It was fantastic to have that time to switch off and just enjoy spending time together.  This photo was taken by my mother-in-law and will always remind me of what an amazing time we had just pottering around Bluestone, exploring the woods, swimming every day and generally just being together as a family.

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2.  A peaceful week in Marrakech

While we generally like to stay close to home, every now and then we will venture out of our comfort zone and head somewhere different.  Back in 2012, when Rhys was only about 15 months old, we went on holiday to Marrakech with some friends of ours.

It was just stunning.  Gorgeous blue skies and sunshine, and hot.  Man alive it was hot.  We spent most of the week in the pool, and for pretty much the whole week we had it to ourselves.  It was amazing, like having our own private pool.

Considering we had a toddler with us, it was really quite a peaceful week!

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3. Watching the sea in Antibes

When I was eight we went on holiday to Antibes in the south of France for the first time.  Then we went back every summer until I left home,and my parents still go to the area now, to a campsite in Biot.

I have so many memories of our family holidays to France, but this one really sticks in my mind.  My sister and I were sitting by the sea, watching the water  and chatting.  And my dad was sitting further up the beach, watching us, and taking photos.  And he managed to capture a brilliant series of photos of this wave, getting bigger and bigger until it almost dwarfed us.  Then absolutely soaked us.  I don’t know why we didn’t see it coming, but I remember being quite surprised when it came crashing over us!

I’m sure I wasn’t amused by it at the time, but it does make me smile now!

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4. Sharing memories of Antibes

Antibes is a really special place to me, having spent so many summers there growing up.  So it meant a lot to me to get to show parts of it to Steve a few years ago.  Ten years ago actually.  We went for a week in June of 2007, and it was just amazing.

My parents were on a longer holiday there at the time, so we spent a week with them, tagging along on various days out to Frejus, Menton and Dolceacqua.  I have wonderful memories of all those trips, but I think my fondest memory is of driving round the campsite we used to stay on when I was younger.  And taking a walk on the pebbly beach that I spent so much time on as a child and teenager.

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5.  A trip to France just for the food

A year before we went out and met them in the south, my parents took me and Steve to a village in the north of France for an overnight stay.  Pretty much with the sole purpose of sampling the amazing food at a hotel/restaurant they had found.

We had a wonderful evening of eating, drinking and chatting at the hotel.  Then spent a day visiting Dunkirk and Gravelines before heading back home.  It was one of those trips where it feels like you’ve been away for ages, when in reality it was only a day or two.

And it was on that little holiday that I took one of my all time favourite photos, of the flowers and the lighthouse in Gravelines.

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I have so many amazing memories from all those different holidays.

One of the best parts of holidays when I was younger though, was sending off my films to be developed.  Waiting what seemed like weeks for the prints to come back, and then getting to relive all those wonderful moments again.

Now of course, it’s all much more instant.  We can review our photos straight away, and share them with our new friends while we’re still on holiday if we want to.  And we don’t tend to print our photos as much as we used to.  I know I don’t print as many of my pictures as I should, and I really want to start displaying more of our photos at home.

The family photo from Bluestone in particular I would like to have up on our walls.  I think it would look great on a canvas rather than just as a standard print.

Truprint are looking for people to share their top holiday moments with them, using #HolidayMoments on their social media channels, to get a conversation going about our favourite memories.  Their canvases look really lovely, and you can check them out at www.truprint.co.uk/personalised-gifts/canvas-prints to get inspired to take some more gorgeous photos of the moments that you want to remember forever, and then display in your home.

 

Disclaimer – this is a collaborative post

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Living Arrows 2017 – 23/52

Do you remember the episode of Friends, when Ross and Rachel take Emma to the park together?

Rachel is scared of letting Emma go on the swings because she caught her hair in one when she was a child, and they had to cut her free.

“And to get me out, my mom had to cut a big chunk of my hair, and it was uneven for weeks”

I can’t look at this photo without thinking of that, and it keeps making me smile.

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Nerys spent almost the entire time she was on this swing complaining that her hair kept blowing in her face, and getting caught in her mouth.  I have got some brilliant out takes of her with such great facial expressions as she tried to deal with it without letting go of the chains!

I really need to start ‘doing’ her hair more I think.  It’s long enough now for ponytails and little pigtails.  And she looks so sweet when her hair is tied back.  But there is something that feels a bit more ‘her’ when it is down, and free, and just a little bit wild.

Her name is derived from the old Welsh for ‘lady’ but that doesn’t sit quite right with me for her.  I prefer the other explanation that it relates to the modern Welsh ‘nêr’  and ‘nerth’ which mean hero and courage.

There’s a strength to my little girl, a certain boldness that I think will take her wherever she wants to go in this world.

 

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Let’s go back to the 90s

I’ll be the first to admit that I don’t really follow fashion that closely.  But even I’ve noticed that there’s been a bit of a 90s revival going on recently.

Various things that I remember from my early teens are suddenly back in fashion, and it’s made me feel really quite old!  I sort of feel like I can’t wear these things if I remember wearing them when they were in style the first time round.

Except for my bucket hat.  But then, I never stopped wearing that.  It’s been atop my head every summer since I bought it, from C&As, back in the late 90s.  Oh yes.

What I have been enjoying though, is that sense of nostalgia that has come along with this little revival.

So, just for a minute, let’s go back to the 90s!

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The soundtrack to the 90s

The 90s to me were mainly about the boybands.  I was a big boyband fan.  Boyzone and the backstreet boys were my favourites.  I recently revealed to my husband that I went to a Boyzone concert when I was younger, and he just gave me this look like he didn’t even know me at all.  I hadn’t realised I’d kept my boyband-loving ways such a secret from him!

My older brother did have a bit of an influence on me too though.  Thanks to him I was also a big fan of the whole Brit pop scene in the 90s.  Oasis, Blur, The Lightning Seeds, Space.  Anyone else remember Space?  Me and you versus the world is still an amazing song!

Of course, I can’t talk about the 90s without mentioning the school disco classics The Macarena and Saturday night.  I bet you still remember the moves; it’s like a weird muscle memory thing!

 

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Oh 90s tv was the best!

Coming home from school and watching The Demon Headmaster or Grange Hill.  Getting up on the weekends for SM:TV, and mornings before school being that bit better thanks to The Big Breakfast.

And American tv was brilliant too back then.  Boy meets world was one of my favourite programs, and it made me a bit too happy to know that Cory and Topanga did end up together.  Same with Joey and Pacey in Dawson’s creek.  I mean, he bought her a wall for crying out loud, did Dawson ever do that?  No he did not!

If you ever want to see some real 90s fashion in action though, you really need to go and watch some of the early episodes of Buffy.  The fashion choices are pretty epic.

 

The look of the 90s

For me, the key to nailing the 90s look is in wearing the right accessories.  Things like those chokers that were meant to look like tattoos.  And jelly bracelets, and necklaces with yin yang pendants, most likely bought in Claire’s accessories.  And Baby G watches.  I was so proud of my baby G watch, I think I still have it tucked away in a drawer somewhere!

Then of course you had things like body glitter and hair mascara to brighten up your look.  I have to admit to being fans of both those things.  I did draw the line at the crazy eyebrow plucking though.  The trend in the 90s was definitely for super thin brows.

I think I just didn’t have the skills to try and get that look so I just let my eyebrows be, which I’m very happy about now.  I am pretty lazy when it comes to make up and can’t imagine having to add filling in my eyebrows to my ‘routine’ every day.  If I had plucked my brows away in the 90s then I’d seriously consider getting this advanced tricho pigmentation treatment to permanently fill them back in instead!

 

Talking the talk

I’m really not down with the slang the kids use these days.  I mean, what does ‘on fleek’ even mean?!  I can’t stand the term bae, and I only know what dabbing is because my 6 year old told me!

Give me 90s slang any day.  Mostly inspired by one of the best films of all time – Clueless.  You can’t beat ‘whatever’ or ‘as if’ can you?  I’ll get up to date one day though, and start using the new slang … not!

 

What have I missed?  Are there things you miss about the 90s, or do you think we should be happy to be past the days of sun in and Flat Eric?!  Leave me a comment and let me know!

 

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Me and mine – May 2017

Would you believe it, we did it again.

Our family photo for May was taken well and truly before the end of the month.  Three months in a row now we’ve not only managed to get a photo of the four of us together, but we’ve managed to avoid a last minute indoors-at-bedtime-kids-in-their-pjs photo!

Our photo for May was taken on our holiday to Bluestone, and all credit goes to my mother-in-law who captured this fab picture for us.

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I absolutely love this photo of our little family.

From our strangely matching-yet-clashing outfits to the happy looks on our faces.  All against the gorgeous backdrop of the Bluestone lake.  I think this might be one to print out and display at home.

What did make me laugh about it though is that we managed to mix up our pose.  Not a lot, but see, in all our family photos so far this year it’s been me holding/next to Nerys and Steve holding/next to Rhys.  I’m not sure why, that just seems to be our natural formation!

And I pointed this out to Steve at the end of April, after looking back at the me and mine photos we’d taken so far.  So it has made me happy that we managed to get a slightly different arrangement for our photo for May.

Who knows, maybe we’ll really mix things up in June and try a different pose altogether!

 

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