Friday, September 19, 2014

Mummy & Ed's Weekend in London Town

I should've posted this ages ago. Ed and I went to London the weekend after I went with Bean.
Putting his transformer together.
We took the train where Ed got his new toy car and kre-o transformer, just as Bean did. Nanny came with us because she had a meeting to go to in Westminster and she bought him a chocolate milkshake too.
Impressed by the train stoppers.




A little grumpy after a long train journey.















Our first stop was Westminster to drop off Nanny and see Big Ben.



Obligatory Big Ben selfie.

I wanted to take him round the square to see Abe Lincoln (just like his lego figerine) but we never made it. He only wanted to climb.






Playing with different viscosities.







Off we went to the Science Museum in South Kensington. We had a little sit down outside before we went in to gather ourselves (Ed needs lots of little breaks to keep him sane) and eat some lunch. 
Inside there are lots of steam powered engines which made Ed very happy.


There's so much to see and do in there. 
Spinning different viscosities.
Bubbles!
We spent ages at the bean sorter, where there are so many various methods of moving the beans (and beans all over the floor!). Ed loved it and insisted on having a go on all the different parts. I have a vague memory of playing with this as a child myself but it cant be the same one...thirty years later...can it?



Ed loved the electronics section too. He is so in need of a set at home, and since it turns out I suck at it, it wouldn't be a bad idea to get one for Christmas haha.

This massive dish is the most beautiful thing! Every few minutes a little conveyor belt dumps a few crystals of dry ice in there and they whizz around making the most stunning patterns until they're spent. We stayed for a little while just watching the magic happen.

 We then moved on to a massive hanger full of aircraft. Ed was blown away by the differnt kinds of planes and engine parts.
Towards the end we made it downstairs to finally get a closer look at that steam engine. Sadly, the engineers must have gone on a tea break because it had just been turned off. Ed was super dissappointed and went on a hunt for something that did work.

He found this but it only turned every few minutes and he kept panicking, thinking it was broken.


 After a trip round the museum shop to spend his money and buy his brother something, we headed out. He hadn't let me get a coffee from anywhere all day. It had been too long and a day of running round after Ed, him refusing to hold my hand or at least stop running off had taken it's toll. By the time we got outside I was in tears and on the phone to Mr Strawberry. We spent an hour sitting on a little green, him sulking, me crying. Then we just sat there listening to the buskers (there was a lady singing at her piano, it was so calming and lovely) and watching the plastic bottle robot guy.
After a while we made friends again, had a few snacks and then he instigated this photo.
There are no words.
Ed & Nanny at the top of a double decker.
 After a while, Nanny finished in her meeting so we met up with her agian and got a big red double decker bus, where he chose not the front seat but the very back.


Super happy Ed in a cable car.
Two bus rides, a tube and a DLR train later, we finally made it to the Emirates Airline Cable car. Ed loved it even more than he thought he would!

The O2 from the cable car. 
On the way back to the tube station, Ed, lover of all water falls and fountains, spotted this and simply had to go investigate.
Though I know this a great photo of him doing a delightfully silly pose, I also know the extreme meltdown which happened straight after. The constant meltdowns meant that this was the last photo as we soon made our way back to Euston to catch the last train home a day early than planned. My nerves were fried and my temper blown. I know in hindsight there's a lot I could've done better, but don't we all feel that way? Especially with kids who need that little extra attention.
He was happier once he was home, but at least I can say I tried. Although he loved seeing the sights and stuff, London isn't safe enough for a boy who constantly runs off and has drop to your knees meltdowns at the flick of a switch.

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