We’ve been in London and Paris for the last two weeks, and just got home Sunday. You did amazing, and made me so proud of the little traveler that you are. Brett made a comment that if we can travel with you at this age, we’ll be able to travel with you at any age, insinuating how your current age is probably one of the most difficult ages to travel with. But you did wonderfully.
Nana and papa were on our flights to London. It was great to have them along to help with getting all of our gear to the airport and checked in, and just generally helping keep you content and entertained. We had an overnight flight from DC to London, and we tried to get you to fall asleep almost immediately after takeoff. You just weren’t that tired, and were too stimulated by the lights and sounds, and it was difficult to get you to sleep. But once you fell asleep, you slept until we landed.
Once in London you had great fun running around the arrivals terminal while we waited for your Uncle Brett, Aunt Jen and Cousin Kyle to arrive. We made a little sign for you to hold for them that said those words (Uncle Brett, Aunt Jen, Cousin Kyle) on it, and thought it was so funny to line you up, holding your sign, next to all of the limo drivers. You were so cute with it, but tired of it quickly. Once they arrived we took the train to our apartment, and discovered we couldn’t access it for another four hours or so. Everyone headed to lunch, and we headed on a walk with you hoping we could get you to sleep. You feel asleep before we’d even made it a block away, so we went back and joined the group for lunch. Afterward we walked to the British Museum, where you woke up and enjoyed looking at the Egyptian section the best.
We were all exhausted and tried our hardest to stay up to a reasonable hour. You made it to around 7:30 pm, and we went to bed shortly thereafter. You awoke once in the night wanting milk, but otherwise slept soundly.
The week was filled with seeing all of the must-do London sites, most of which your dad and I had done, but a couple we had not.
Some highlights include:
* Your love of the red, double-decker London buses. Upon seeing them you’d say ‘bus’ and then immediately sign for more. We tried to explain that we couldn’t make them appear on-demand, but that if you kept a lookout for them you’d likely see some more. Your Aunt Jen bought you a ‘Wheels on the Bus’ book, which plays the tune when a button is pushed. You wanted to read that book over and over; we finally realized we needed to hide the book before bedtime because it got you too excited.
* We took a ride on the London Eye – a first for all of us – and it was so fun. You loved it! You enjoyed running around and looking out at all the different views, and also liked to look down. The ‘eye’ part gets pretty high, and we were amazed at how much you enjoyed looking down the entire ride, never showing trepidation or hesitation.
* We sought out a park one day so you could burn some energy off with your cousin, and landed at the Princess Diana Memorial Park in Kensington Park. It is amazing, one of the best parks we’ve ever been to. It is staffed and only adults accompanying children are allowed. It is large, with unique and different equipment than we’ve ever seen, including many that make sounds, and overall it was just a great, peaceful place. You made some friends and didn’t seem like you ever wanted to leave.
* One afternoon your nana, Aunt Jen and I took you to Harrods. We headed for the kid’s toy floor, and although it was a bit overwhelming to me, you had a blast. You found some electric cars and loved the multi-thousand dollar Ferrari.
Luckily we were able to distract you from the cars with a play stroller (a pram) and a baby doll, and you pushed it all over the store. Jen watched and played with you while I picked out some books and tried hard to choose a teddy bear for you. I wanted badly to buy you a Harrods teddy bear on your first trip to London. But you could’ve cared less about the bears, and you have many at home, so I decided to forgo the purchase. In the end you got a handful books, one entitled ‘The Tiger that came to Tea’, which has become a favorite. In the book there is a page where a little girl offers the tiger sandwiches, and every time we read it you reach out to the plate, pretend that you’re grabbing a sandwich, and then offer it to either myself or your dad, and then also get one for you to eat. Sometimes you give one to the tiger. It is fun to see you starting to engage in this type of pretend play, and also to see how giving you are (with your pretend sandwiches).
* We took the Tube many times while we were there, and you took to saying ‘choo chooooo’ whenever we’d mention train or when we’d go on one. Sometimes you’d say ‘bye bye choo chooo’ when we’d get off or when one would zoom past. I’d never previously heard you say train or choo choooo, so I’m not sure where that connection came from.
* One of my favorite restaurants in the world, Wagamama, is in London, and we took you there. At Wagamama I ordered a fresh juice, which I presumed you might enjoy sharing with me. It was celery, lime, apple and mint, and you loved it. I took a picture of you blissed out while drinking it, and it just melts my heart. I’m so glad to know you share my love of Wagamama. While eating there I was reading some information on the restaurant on the menu and discovered that Wagamama means naughty child in Japanese. I found it very fitting for you my cute, smart, energetic, and sometimes naughty child.
* The apartment that we rented had a few toys, and one was a wooden caterpillar with a long string that you could hold onto and pull it behind you. You have a frog just like it at home, and we actually pondered bringing it because it’s been really useful on past trips to keep you entertained walking up and down hallways and around hotels. Well this was the same; you loved it. Whenever we were home you’d grab someone’s hand and the caterpillar in your other hand, and head them both to the door. You spent most of the walks with Papa, walking up and down the halls, but I know Jen and others did some walks with you as well.
* On this trip we used elevators a lot, mostly in our apartment building and in the Tube stations. You quickly learned the word ‘push!’ (always said excitedly!) and would either just start pushing buttons (if they were low enough) or ask to be raised up so you could push the button. In almost all elevators there the alarm button is way down low, in perfect reach of your curious, pushing little fingers. We learned quickly to keep an eye out for those and to steer you clear of them.