Snapshots of a short journey

I have managed to find a cheaper ticket to Hungary, so we went home with the kids, for 5 days and 4 nights. It was so quick that I hardly sat down, we were back on the plane to England. Although I have to say I fully used the time we were given: children concert, family, friends, coffee in Starbucks, theatre, bicycling, playhouse.
I can only show some snapshots:

We are at the airport on the way there. I have bought two Kinder eggs for the boys so there is something to pass time with. Yes, for about 5 minutes... In Benji's one there was a My Little Pony bracelet (He didn't listen when I tried explaining to him not to choose the one with the pink wrapping as most probably there will be a girly present in it...), nevertheless, he was really happy with it: He put it on and started running around shouting "I'm a beautiful Princess! I'm a beautiful Princess!"...At least there was a digger on his (pink) jumper if anyone wondered...

Still at the airport. 5 minutes gone. They are running around. Robin (of course) falls on his face, onto the little plastic car. Crying, I run there, pick him up, his nose and lips are bleeding. Brilliant, we didn't even leave the country. And of course this is the point when they change the boarding gate from 1 to 16, so had to carry him (and the rest of our stuff) to the other side of the airport.

First day there, my mum bought tickets to Kaláka concert (an old band which plays children music). "When will it start mummy??" for about 15 minutes.
Its starts. "Mummy, I think this is going to be great!". For about 3 minutes. After that all I get that I am not his friend, and he visibly had enough. Robin dances and toddles around. I am enjoying the music :-)
At least after 45 minutes Benji bravely went to the lead singer (a 65 year old, really kind looking man) to get an autograph onto the gift CD. He even said his name. About 7 times as the man didn't understand Laker...

We are at home, Robin loves Csoda (the dog), he keeps pointing at him saying "Dodo", strokes his back, picking it's nose, pulling his ear.
He likes the cat just as much, I think he even said cica in Hungarian..
He learnt to make pig noise. No, we don't have a pig, in books only...

After eating his dinner: "Benji, would you like a slice of cake? Or a Túró Rudi?"
"Yes, Túró Rudi!!!"
Túró Rudi wins all the time, over anything.

My mum pours something into the toilet, then flushes it, Benji next to me in the living room after hearing the noise: "Yeah!!, Papi came home!!"
:-) No comment...


At the doctors he was such a hero, he let the doctor properly examining his bottom (poo problems, topic of another post). The same night, or rather the next dawn I can hear little feet coming to my room, that he wants to sleep in my bed. He very rarely does this so of course I let him, so he was sleeping next to me with his little warm body, calmly snuffing next to me. I am really lucky.

On the way home at the plane we weren't so lucky as a woman sat next to us at the corridor side, so me and Robin had to squeeze into the middle, Benji at the window.
But the woman was even more unlucky, she fell asleep. 10 minutes later Benji started: Mummy I need wee-wee". Ok, waking-up the woman, squeeze out, carry two kids to the toilet, Benji does his stuff in the loo, while I am chasing Robin in the corridor. Squeeze back to our seat, the woman falls asleep again. 10 minutes later, Benji: "Mummy, I need a poo-poo". Ok, waking-up the woman again, squeeze out, carry the two kids to the toilet, while Benji screaming in the loo (yes, everyone could hear it), Robin is fixing the buffet trolley and taking apart the tower made out of the plastic glasses. But we have done it!, Gone back to our seat, and the woman fell asleep again.
We couldn't have been that bad if she could fall asleep 3(!) times next to a very fidgety 1.3 year old, and a very chatty 3.5 year old....