This is is the second post of three about Space Girl’s adventure in Greece with Mummy and Daddy.
Space Girl ate nearly everything going. Surprising favourites were tomatoes (not liked for months before), olives, capers, gherkins, artichokes and octopus – all halved or cut small, and minimal salty things. Dining entertainment was provided by the hotel kittens hanging around being both cute and a bit smelly, as well as the novelty of eating outdoors with a view of the sea, boats and other diners – she could stare at the latter for long periods, chewing slowly. I showed her that she could hear the sea better if she put a cup to her ear – she still does and I hope she’s remembering her holiday. Less successful was the light chocolate mouse that Mummy found – although half way through Space Girl’s appreciative but slow progress, we realised it was a rich dense chocolate dip. The result was Space Girl’s first sugar rush which was energetic, fast, expansive, noisy, bouncy and ended suddenly with a deep sleep. Curiously she got very upset each time her used plates or bowls were taken away. We didn’t always spot it, but Space Girl certainly did, vocally and tearfully. I think she thought the plates or bowls were hers and they were being taken away forever.
She has the same reaction at home during the closing credits of CBeebies, which is when they show all the characters from the shows and say goodnight. Does she think they are going away forever? I’m not sure, but she does get very sad – with sobbing tears and running to Mummy or Daddy. The trick is to switch off just before.
Like that first night at the airport, and in contrast to the end of chocolate-dip-gate, getting her to sleep wasn’t so successful on holiday. After Daddy had packed up and taken our heavy pram – so that Space Girl would have something familiar to sleep in while we were out with her … she wouldn’t sleep in it. And so Mummy and Daddy were room-bound after lunch and most nights. I think there was too much to see and hear to fall asleep outside. And it was hot. Instead Mummy and Daddy sat on the balcony and listened to the music from the bar – and the sound of other parents enjoying the “night life” with their little ones gently snoozing next to them in a pram. It was probably good for my liver and my wallet though. And it also gave us chance to find where her Peppa Pig figures had been put under or stuffed into. We lost two characters for a few days until Mummy looked in the only place we’d overlooked – the centre of an unopened shrink-wrapped pack of large water bottles.
She liked the room – partly because of the numerous places to stuff her toys, but also because of the shower. It was her first shower and Mummy got their joint showers down to a fine art. Space Girl would run around the room afterwards, in the nude and very excited. I think she was ready for her dinner, and that dinner was via a slope. She likes slopes a lot – particular downwards when she can half run. A day trip doesn’t feel complete without a good slope to laugh on the way up and down.
It was one of the best things about holidaying with Space Girl – sleeping in the same room. It’s comforting listening to her breathing or snoring gently. And she wakes up with any or all of: a sleepy smile, a “Dad Eee, MumM” and a loud fart. It’s reassuring for me to know that important things like being happy, and both ends, are working properly.
Read the next post for more holiday memories.
Next post September 15, 2014
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