Today is Rick Moranis’ Birthday.
Ages ago I read something that really stuck with me. It was about actor Rick Moranis. He was/is a famous actor from the 80s 90s. Ghostbusters, Honey I Shrunk the Kids, Little Shop of Horrors, of course you know him, the list is endless.
The story goes that sadly Ricks wife dies. At the time he was one of the biggest stars of Hollywood. But he had 3 kids who were suddenly without a mother, what did he do. He quit it all to become a stay at home dad. It was one of the boldest and inspiring moves I have ever heard.
Here’s the bit that I took on board and put into action. In a recent interview he said that he wanted his kids to come home from school the smell of cooking and sound of music. This fun, loving home really appealed to me.
Now that the roles have been reversed and it’s Mrs Berg who is in work and me who is at home I strive to keep my home a fun and happy place. When things are tough, when I feel I gave up too much I remember the commitment to his cause that Rick put in and that my one goal should always be to make my home a happy place my kids can thrive in.
Happy Birthday Rick. Thank you for the inspiration.
This month we have caught the third evolution of all the starter Pokemon, we went to the beach. We had a brilliant New Years days and started very festive. Fun walks and beach walks. Family have came round, from cousins to grandparents. I launched the Hockey Journal and Sawyer began his hockey Journey. Despite a lot of fun we are glad to see the back of January because we have been ill throughout it especially Sawyer who has been in hospital because of high Blood Sugars. Looking forward for the month of Love though, see what trouble we can get into.
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One of our favourite parks to visit is Worden Park in Leyland.
There is so much to do, long walks, huge fields and a giant park. We took a picnic and had a walk and a play on the park. It is home to a hedge maze that despite looking easy had us running around for a while. This time we found that there was a miniature railway with a train that we could ride. I was a brilliant day and because of the good weather we had a good day with lots a fun pictures for a gallery.
Like a lot of parents I have found something out that is firmly on the what they dont tell you list. When you children go to school you will begin
a 6 year long nightmare of where to park.
This is a daily struggle as each and every parent with a drivers license negoitiates the small block around our school. To up the ante this is usually a time
when we are all, running late for work, haven’t had our breakfast yet, haven’t had our coffee yet, or generally haven’t even woke up yet.
To make matters worse in our school there is a narrow road which although is a two way road, can only fit one line of traffic at a time. A row of cars
lines one side. Infuriatingly the resisdents of this road have some vendetta against cars and children and as such have complained so much about both that a
the entrance to the school is littered with white lines and ‘don’t park here notices’. If you park in they come out and confront you, which nobody wants
at that time of day. So as you avoid this places the spaces become more and more limited. The whole episode of getting to the school gates should have appeared as a challenge on
the krypton factor.
On a Monday and Wednesday I also have to get the three youngest into nursery so I really don’t have time to park further away and walk it.
My oldest daughter has begun to get a complex about getting to school early, she really does get genuinely stressed about it. I wonder if it is the stress of parking that is effecting her.
And. And. You have to do it at hometime too.
A ha though for my latest tactic is proving fruitful.
Firstly I have spot at the end thats close enough but not in the main warzone. There is not a lot I can do about where I park at this stage because as you’ve heard its a nightmare.
So, I park up I get the kids in. Then I begin to look for one of the Dads. He is a Builder and is thus up early as part of his job and he gets the best spaces, Also he has a huge van. I massive
work van. So I get behind him and match my pace so we get into our cars at the same time. As he drives off I move my car into his space and hey presto I then leave my car there all day and walk to work 5 minutes away.
That way I have a reasonable space for hometime and dont have to run the gauntlet a second time. As a bonus I know that my car is safe as it is being watched by the eagle eyed residents of the street.
It was so warm today that my hockey kit from last night aired and dried outside within a matter of hours. Naturally Mrs Berg took full the advantage of this by getting to home base as quickly as possible for some well needed potting plants. With help from our little helpers we were able to strip away the rough grass and weeds from a long winter and plant some fresh flowers in there place.
Everyone chipped in, with planting in new pots, weeding and digging there was lots to do. It was nice for everyone to pull together and do something as a collective. After an Easter holiday filled with more snow than Easter eggs it was nice to get out in the fresh air for a change.
Once the hard work had been done I made a filling meatballs with tomato linguine for the kids. This went down really well. I made it from scratch courtesy of Hello Fresh. We have started using Hello Fresh and I will be reviewing them another time but for now let me tell you that I made a fresh awesome linguine from scratch.
The day was such a success and the garden was so well presented that, that evening, once the kids were in bed, I fired up the chimnea and make chicken tray bake (Hello Fresh again). We enjoyed a lovely alfresco meal followed by a study session outside next to the fire. I write this as the embers fade and the evening closes. But since it’s back to ironed uniforms and school runs I think I’ll throw another log on the fire.
Tonight is Halloween. The time when all the ghouls and ghosts, witches and all manner of supernatural things come out to play. We all get dressed up, play games and search for sweets and chocolate.Made into a massive holiday from America, this day is becoming more and more popular. It is one of our favourite times in our house.
Generally I find there are two types of Halloween people. The people who put there efforts into the costume and master the art of dressing up the people who work on their houses and create the most elaborate spooky haunted houses for people to visit.
As all my kids forage for candy each year we with 5 under 10s are dressers up. Luckily for us my parents go to town to decorate their house and have now got a sizeable collection of creepy, scary items so they can transform their garden into a haunted house.
We love Halloween. Carefully choosing our outfits for the kids, walking round in the dark getting together with our other friends with more children than sense ha ha. Me and Mrs Berg love joining in. This year we are bananas, in every sense of the word.
As you can see we never leave our house undecorated. As part of our tradition we all carve pumpkins and leave them outside. Over the years I have become rather a good pumpkin carver and pride myself in developing my pumpkin carving skill each year. The kids draw up a design. Hollow out the pumpkins and then I carve them to there design. I always do one myself too because I’m such a big kid.
This year we have a rather serious dilemma in that it’s the first year since my son was diagnosed with Type 1. What do we do about all the sweets he and his siblings will gather? Is it fair for him to see? Is it fair for him to be excluded? Well it is each parents own decision as to how to respond. Obviously banning sweets altogether would be the preferred choice. Some people just carb count the sweets and let them consume as much as they want. There was even a clever parent I read about who bought toys for his neighbours to give to his son as he did the rounds.
We definitely don’t want to exclude him from collecting the sweets as that is a big part of the festivities. Also we would find a certain awkwardness from requesting from everyone at the door a Diabetic alternative. So he collects as normal but when he gets home he can pick a handful of his favourites (to eat in smaller carb counted portions throughout the week) and the rest he can trade to us for a prize. Thankfully the promise of Lego can be our greatest ally in the fight against diabetes.
I find that their is a lot more to do on Halloween than sweets so we like to concentrate on bringing the family together for games and carving pumpkins, telling spooky stories and scaring each other, and finally sitting down at my mums haunted mansion after a cold night out and eating Potato Hash.
I will show you our photos of our night tomorrow.
I wish you all a spooky, scary Halloween. I hope you have a good time.