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An Eight Year Old’s Guide to surviving your first concert.

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Little Mix- Get Weird Tour

 

When your two awesome aunties present you and your mama with tickets to your first ever concert you gotta get yourself mentally prepared.

*Start by watching all their videos on YouTube.  Learning the words and dance moves just makes sense.  Be sure to point out how little the girls are wearing in all those videos.

* Plan your perfect outfit.  The more bling the better.  This is, after all, an occasion darling. Keep in mind that with great shoes comes great responsibility.  Hope that Mummy has plasters on standby.

*Be prepared to stay up wa∼y past your bedtime.  Unheard of (especially on a school night)

*Bring your people watching eyes.  There are sooooo many people at this concert.  Some have really cute outfits.  Some are even younger than you. Woah, those two girls are getting the action signed for them. How cool!

*Expect LOUD noises.  We mean way louder than you’ve ever been allowed to play your music.  Good job Mummy was able to fashion some impromptu earplugs.  #MacGyver moment

*Accept that you may have to listen to a LOT of songs that you really don’t know and a LOT of chat that you can’t really understand before they finally sing your favourite songs.  No fast forward button here more’s the pity.

*Remember that there will be screaming.  Girls can really scream when motivated.  Warm up those vocal chords and join in or thank Mummy again for her ingenious earplug solution.

* Tell all who will listen just how awesome your aunties are.

Pom Pom Planets

The planets have aligned. Pom poms meet science!

I cannot begin to tell you how satisfying it is to create a solar system in a morning (^-^) The rings of Saturn, the eye of Jupiter, whether or not to include Pluto – the megalomaniac in me is pleased.

These little cuties will make a gorgeous mobile for some budding scientist. They’re out of this world ☄

Walking our way to fun

It was a great surprise to receive a Fitbit Flex for my birthday (thank you Bear) in a fetching bright pink (yay colour!) Even more of surprise how interested the whole family was in what this thing can do…

 

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My fancy new Fitbit Flex

Count steps that’s what!

Woo!

I already track my steps with phone based pedometer, but who has their phone with them every minute of the day?  This tracker on my wrist stays with me day and night, tracking my steps and my sleep! Yay for a more accurate look at my activity!

Lil D was at nanny’s over Easter so, of course, she needed to have a day and night with it on. I’ve since read lots online about how kids don’t need trackers like this, that they don’t need the motivation of counting steps- but she has a healthy competitiveness and is already the most active of us all.  She loved challenging herself to get to the next step landmark (for Auntie Eims records of course!) Maybe a tracker that tells her steps right there on her wrist would be better than one that relies on an app to update, but she’s a tech savvy girl with no problem getting into the app.  (FitBit officially don’t set up accounts for children under 13, so we’d really need to look into a different type of tracker if any of the kids wanted one).

We walked, we danced, we played football, we walked around the house strangely to get us to the 10000 steps! And it was fun!  It just so happened that Lil D had just got some flashy new trainers and even more exciting leggings (complete with zip up pocket in the back, ideal for key holding says Lil D). Brighter days and longer evenings all combined to the make this the most active Easter break ever!

Mysteriously when Lil D went home, the step count total was somewhat smaller… (it was Sunday- a good day to rest!)

Nanny is eyeing the Fitbit now too…maybe we should all get one?  You can apparently challenge friends through the app…  which of us will do the most steps?

(P.S. walking to work every day means that I achieved a marathon -26 miles- in 5 days…I’d say I’m unbeatable!)