We went to London yesterday to celebrate the Queen’s Jubilee, after a few thoughts about what to do and where to go, I got my mitts on some tickets to the Jubilee Family Festival and it was ace.
My daughter developed a new crush. Everyone knows she has a thing for Mater and McQueen, and she ran to them when she saw them but then out of the corner of her eye, she saw Jake. Jake and the Neverland Pirates. Jake who has been on repeat in our house all day. Jake who she let hug her. Jake who she asked to queue again to see. Jake who she hasn’t stopped talking about.
So yesterday was very much about Jake, about frisbee, about mooching about, about dancing in a field, about picnics, about inflatable fruit and eyeballs in trees, about facepainting, about crown making, about making the most of a damp cold day.
I read a lot of negativity about the event on twitter, but that wasn’t our experience at all. We had fun.
We decided to leave a little early, as it was getting cold and headed down to Greenwich Yacht Club where we watched some of the boats come in, including the sea cadets who were freezing cold and soaking wet but did a brilliant job. So we sat and watched the boats while I sipped pinot, little legs sipped juice and we shared a bowl of chips. Lovely.
Heading home was all about Jake – of course – and Club Penguin. Something I knew nothing about, but Little Legs wanted me to read the book to her, cover to cover, twice before she fell asleep. It was a sticker book. Sigh. Anyway, I did my motherly duties, then changed her in to her PJs on the train and in to her Xplory for some sleep. And sleep she did.