Devastation Derby

Published Friday, 08 August 2014
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It's been more than three days since I've had to cut the "destroyed" pants off my almost potty trained daughter.

(Using scissors makes it possible to get them off without getting your fingers and their legs covered in their delightful contents). I only wish I had a brought a pair with me, while out shopping recently. In fact, I'll take this opportunity to apologise to the Cotton Print Factory. I'm sorry to admit that I left their customer loo looking like devastation derby last week. Yes, dear shop manager, it was I. Thank goodness the potty training is now complete; she has been so consistent since that hideous day and boy do I love her more! I think on some level she knew I'd reached my limit. They do don't they?

This doesn't mean I'm sailing through things, on the contrary I've had such an awful start to the week which saw me losing the small bit of patience I have left and my mind quite regularly. I appeared to be 'normal' whilst heading down to Dunnes with one of my friends only to realize half way there that my feet were getting wet; this was because I was still wearing my slippers!

Ah well it was a comfy albeit sodden experience, perhaps even more telling is that not for one second did I consider going back to put my shoes on. Time is precious, what I can I say. Not quite the same as heading out in my pyjamas but hey close enough.

Things could be worse; my week has been made so much easier due to two separate life-savers. I could literally kiss the council with their summer scheme for children, it meant everyday there was another heap of fun to be had at a local park. At Lady Dixon's rose week it was the bouncy slide that was the big attraction and they just kept on queuing go after go. Such were the tiredness levels afterwards that they fell asleep in the car on the way home and stayed that way until morning!

Thank you too to the brilliant balloon makers who never looked anything other than delighted to be replacing constant burst balloons. The magician stilt-walkers managed miraculously to hold their attention for a good half hour - no mean feat. He has since then become an aspiring magician who is convinced his tricks are mind blowing. He proceeds to hide something behind his back and tells me that he's made it vanish whilst clenching on for dear life in his closed hand to the very object. So innocent and funny.

The other thing I'm truly grateful for this week is Scooby Doo - yes this is the latest obsession and boy it means a peaceful bliss for 25 minutes in the morning that otherwise is usually a very loud (insert appropriately) shouting/fighting/throwing session. I totally loved Scooby Doo when I was growing up and it seems it's been passed down to my son and daughter's genes. Never mind some high-brow educational videos Scooby Doo is where it's at! It was with a sad heart I heard the news recently that Kasey Casem (the man behind the voice of Shaggy) passed away. What a career and legacy to leave behind. I'm sending a big thank you up to the sky Kasey!

Ta ta ta ta da DAAAAA! PUPPY POWER!

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Anne Mc Tigue in Co. Galway wrote (170 days ago):
Well congrats on potty success, big clap for you Sonia through dry, wet and yucky muckies you and Kate came through, sounds like activities are great there, we went to Tayto park and Water Park during the week had lovely pricey time but happy memories of summer 2014, hope ye have a great remaining few weeks of holidays left and most important dry and p.. free, bye for now, Anne
Geraldine in Belfast wrote (171 days ago):
Not to mention getting one of their 5 a day into them as a scooby snack!
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Sonia Butterworth
Sonia Butterworth

Sonia is a broadcast journalist and writer. She began freelancing for UTV in December 2012 having worked for several TV and Radio outlets.

She lives in Belfast with her two children, Liam and Kate, and her husband Keith.

In the (little) spare time she has she likes to write and just for good measure plays guitar and sings (although these days her audience tends to be age 4 and under).

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