This weekend we went to see another of English Heritage properties - Dawn House, the home of Charles Darwin. It was OK. Nothing particularly exciting. It was very cold and windy, so we could not enjoy the gardens as much as we would have in summer. The tea room was jam packed, and I was getting cross. So, my DH stopped at a nearby cafe, named the Cakes. It had the best cream tea ever. Really lovely. The day was not as much of a write off as it might have been otherwise.

Today my DH took Big Munchkin to a Disney on Ice show 'Finding Nemo'. He got the tickets as a part of a reward scheme from his job. They both had a great time. At the same time I took Little Munchkin for a nice dim sum lunch in central London. Afterwards, we met a friends for a quick coffee. The weather is horrid - windy, wet and cold. Still, we had a good time.

This weekend we took both Munchkins to see another play, Little Hippo and His Magic Pen. It was half in English and half in French. Surprisingly, Little Munchkin liked it as well. I am sure having a Big Sister sitting nicely helped a lot. Bubbles, that were a part of the play, did not hurt either. I think he is getting old enough to go to some theatre plays.

I also attempted to take Big Munchkin to the Planetarium. To my dismay it was sold out. I am really upset about it, as I was looking forward to it myself. We also missed Big Munchkin's school friend who was supposed to meet us there.

We had a few changes that made my life a bit easier. First of all, we stopped giving Little Munchkin milk during the night. He still gets one bottle before he goes to sleep, but no more milk if he wakes up during the night. It had been a major problem for me lately. He was drinking so much milk, that his diaper was constantly leaking. It meant that every time he would wake up I had to change his diaper, clothes and bedsheets. Then I would have to make another milk bottle. It would repeat two or three times a night. He would wake up every time diaper leaks. Who'd like to sleep in a cold puddle? After so much milk he was not hungry the next day. Stopping his night milk business has been really helpful. He stopped waking up pretty much at all. But now he wakes up earlier that before, at around 5.30 am. You can just hear his clear loud voice at 5.30 am: 'I to daddy! I to asta!', which means: 'I (want) to (have) daddy! I (want) to (have) (p)asta!'. These days his eating habits are really bad. He insists on plain pasta at every opportunity.

The second useful change has been that I stopped holding Big Munchkin to sleep. She is now going to sleep by herself in her own bed. It's been very helpful. She is still complaining, but she is doing it anyway.

Just a few assorted bits. At the moment I am doing 'treasure shoe boxes' for both Munchkins. Little Munchkin has a 'K box' - a box of objects that start with the sound 'c'. He can't pronounce the sound if a word starts with it. So, we have a box to practice. It currently houses a car, carrot, corn, cauliflower, cabbage, cup, camera, car keys, cat, cow, crab, camel and a croissant - mostly plastic toys from different play sets.

When we were in India we had this conversation with Big Munchkin. Myself and a group of friends were sitting in a hotel's lobby. Both Munchkins were playing a few steps away. Big Munchkin is running to me with very big eyes:

- Mummy, there is a fly over there.
- Did you shoo it away?
- I can't.
- Why not?
- It's dead.

Sure enough, there was a very dead fly on the steps. But Big Munchkin expression was priceless.