Recently I arrived home to hear cries of “quick come here” coming from the bathroom. Still with my coat on, I bounded up the stairs to find POD pointing at her potty and proudly declaring “I ablute Mummy, I ablute”.
Our toddler had christened her potty. It was no longer a hat, a frisbee or a boat. Or an ark for her bath animals. Much praise followed, not to mention hugging, high fives and star giving. Anyone would think we’d won the lottery.
Since then POD has devised her own potty training regime:
1. Line potty with tissue
2. Sit on potty
3. Say “I on potty”
4. Laugh
5. Pretend potty is a car [or stomp feet in shower]
6. Place tissue in toilet
7. Unravel more toilet tissue
8. Line potty
9. Announce “I go wee wee”
10. Wee in potty
So there we have it, the potty has been reincarnated as a nest. Last night POD said “thank you your Majesty” when I flushed her gubbins down the toilet. This was closely followed with *another* attempt to turn me into a frog.
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If you asked what our garden was like a year ago, I’d have a big smile on my face. It was home to the most incredible willow tree – the focal point of the garden. It’s cascading branches were a real wow factor and it was a huge selling point when we bought our house.
garden, she’d stay out there every day given half the chance.
Around our main patio area we have a lovely herb garden which houses a bay tree, lavender, mint and rosemary. Next to that is a magnolia, black tulips and, when they come up, some red hot pokers. Our red Acer has also made an appearance.
It’s an exciting time, the POD Father put some new fencing up at the weekend and a bed became visible again from a sea of weeds. It’s time to plan our new garden now. Before that, we’ll be taking delivery of a climbing frame set for POD which will at least block our view of Boots. She’s going to be the happiest toddler in the World, a small consolation for having a Christmas Day birthday.

As new members of the National Trust, we’ve recently explored the Natural Play Trail at
for another day. Not to say we couldn’t enjoy a nice relaxing meal in the restaurant before setting off to exploring the wider parkland.
An outdoor exhibition of giant photographs was on show in the gardens. It focused on the beautiful landscape and wildlife of New Zealand. POD was delighted to see a photograph of a goat – otherwise known as a moose. She learnt fir cones don’t taste very nice.
overgrown, covered in thick undergrowth and had a yew hedge of over 30ft high. That was until a National Trust employee came across it in 1971. Today, the garden is centred around a small statue in a circular pool, with clipped hedges and topiary.
Having discovered the wonders of
Today we’re heading straight for Little Wix Woods in the hope the bluebells are in full bloom. POD is very keen to see the hidden fairies although she’d already declared “I don’t do magic” before we arrived. You’d never know she’s a fan of Ben & Holly.
A long path took us to a kissing gate *sniggers* into centenary woodland. To our left was the Wizard Wix’s Willow Warren, a children’s adventure play area with hand-crafted willow tunnels, domes, balance beams and a totem pole. Another kissing gate gave way to open parkland and Rookery Pond. A few minutes later we arrived at Little Wix Woods.
“Look Mummy Daddy, another one” she cried a couple of minutes later, arm pointing towards another fairy.
“bellyolly” have wands and shoes.
The bank holiday saw The Doves venture to Suffolk for a couple of days. There we got to explore the exceptional grounds of Haughley Park – parts of which are only open to the public for limited periods.
Six acres of landscaped gardens surround the house and barn. Our walk started at the kitchen garden where a walled garden boasted herbs, rose arches, greenhouses, fruit and vegetables. The dell on the other hand was a shady woodland garden in a hollow.
the parkland was just beautiful with flocks of sheep and their lambs visible as far as the eye could see.
After the delight of the bluebells, she had tree trunks to climb, sticks to collect and a mushroom to admire. Then we returned to the delights of the parkland once more, where we even had a couple of lambs come over and say hello. What an idyllic setting for a great walk and some active play.


Box Hill is a summit of the North Downs in Surrey. It featured prominently on the route of the 2012 Summer Olympic cycling road race events.
food choice but necessary that day. Energy levels up, we grabbed a map and we were off.
. We even got to hop across some stepping stones near the Natural Play Trail archway.
Before we knew it we were back at Donkey Green where we took in those fabulous views once more. No doubt we’ll be back to explore the magic of Box Hill again very soon – especially now we have our shiny new National Trust membership.
Newlands Corner has had a coating of snow or transformed into a bog the last few times we’ve visited – much to the delight of our toddler.
kicks in. POD also deemed it necessary to bring Rice, one of the three favoured dollies, as well as her basket – complete with fruit and veg. All became redundant within minutes, adding to the buggy’s ever increasing load. Wind in her hair she was off, running along the bridal path, before sitting down and closing her eyes to have a pretend nap. As you do.
In the woods, POD was able to climb trees, run about and explore. We found a trunk with what looked like the head of an elephant, beautiful trees with twisted trunks and an upside down beetle. We’re so glad we moved to Surrey, POD really does lead an easy life. Then again she is only two.


