Plum

Plum is one of my favourite words.

One of my favourite photos of Plum

I have favourite words, not because of their meaning but because of the way they sound or roll around the tongue. Plum was probably the first word I realised I liked because of this reason. Since then the list has grown. 
Our family is also growing and Plum is the beautiful word for our beautiful little girl. She is just 10 weeks old but I can't remember life without her. She is a blessing and a joy.

Plum loves her mummy's milk; gazing into her mother's eyes; watching her big brothers; cuddles with daddy and music. Her brothers adore her and she is never left wanting for kisses and cuddles!


Today was her first trip to London, specifically The Natural History Museum. Obviously she slept for most of it! 


It was a spontaneous trip as our good friends were unable to make a visit to our house as originally planned. At 9 o'clock daddy suggested he take the boys out for the day to London but I was feeling well rested and thought that Anna and I might like to go too. No-one was dressed at this point and we had made no travel preparations. By 10.20 we were on a train to London all washed, dressed, packed a lunch and evening meal prepared! Quite the achievement.


This journey saw us moving seats three times, many thanks to Harold the conductor for helping us find seats together where we could also park a buggy on a very busy train. The journey there also consisted of daddy testing out his new app that identifies planes in the sky, brings up a picture of it plus all its details including where it is going. I'm not sure if the boys found this interesting or not but the lady sat next to him was definitely intrigued. The boys had a snack and Plum took a feed. We also took the opportunity to make a decision about what we were actually going to do once we got to London. Bean would have liked to repeat our last trip but that was a long outdoor sightseeing tour which we didn't want to repeat in the rainy weather.


We took a bus to the museum, headed straight for the toilets and then sat in the basement picnic area for some lunch. Randomly bumped into friends of daddy's, also bringing their children out for the day and sitting next to a group of headteachers from Uganda, all wrapped up in their winter woolies and looking rather bemused by the whole thing. 

Bean feeling his ribs.

Putting together the
human skeleton.

The investigate centre was our first port of call. We thought the boys would enjoy the bones display, which they did but they also spent a long time using the microscopes and magnifying glasses and rulers to explore a whole range of other things. Pumpkin was particularly taken with a tray of different skins. He also managed to use the computer system quite easily which surprised me. It took me about 10 seconds to realise that it wasn't touch screen, this is a long time when you're standing there hitting the screen! 


We also took the boys to the mammal exhibition that includes lots of bones as well as the whale. I found a bench and Plum fed again. It was down a dead end and I rather enjoyed watching a large number of people realise they had gone the wrong way and have to turn around to find the way out. 


Everyone was a little tired by now and we had run out of food. As it is officially our holiday we went to a cafe and had muffins and cake before making our way home. The return journey was a little fraught but the boys had some lovely moments playing Pirate Squid Bones with 3 pipe cleaners each. Daddy had made them into people for them. Plum fed again but mostly enjoyed sitting on daddy's lap. Thankfully the slow cooker had been turned on and we had supper ready for when we got home. 


A very tiring day but very worth it.