This weekend has been a bank holiday in Germany and the summer fair – known as Leineweber-Markt – was in town.
Disaster: Illness has struck
We were looking forward to a fun-filled, family-friendly, long weekend. However, it was clouded somewhat with an outbreak of conjunctivitis and tonsillitis.
The weekend started a little early, when on Tuesday I picked the kids up from kindergarten to find that Bob D had a red eye. The teacher said she thought it was conjunctivitis.
When I got him home, it was clear that he wasn’t his usual happy self. He was also complaining of a sore throat. A trip to the doctors the next morning confirmed what we thought. Which meant an early start to the long weekend.
Apart from Thursday, which was our bank holiday, we did manage to get outside for fresh air everyday. This always makes us feel better. Stuck in the house day after day gets a bit grim and there are only so many times you can watch Inside Out or Star Wars on repeat.
Friday was just a half hour walk along “The Ridge” which is a lovely place, particularly when there were few people around. Not much but enough to just get us out of the house for a little bit and stop the cabin fever setting in.
However, as the boys were feeling better, mummy had no choice but to stock up on painkillers and get on with it. The joys of parenting.
Long gone are the days where I could sit and watch Friends re-runs, drink tea and sleep. That said, I am sure that I would have felt a lot worse if I had just stayed on the couch feeling sorry for myself!
On Sunday, by far the worst day in terms of weather, we braved the fun fair. We had promised the kids all weekend we would take them and they were really excited. Sunday was really the first day when we felt they would appreciate it.
They were so excited when we drove around the town centre to get a parking space. Looming in the distance they could see the big wheel. The lights of the fairground rides sparkled. They were shrieking with joy at the prospect.
Rather than park the car both were suggesting that we stop and leave it abandoned in the street so as not to waste time getting to the rides!
We parked the car and raced to keep up with the little monkeys, as they quickly dragged to the fair. They quickly found a ride they were keen on and settled down into a race car and a tractor (in the style of Mater for those who, like us, have little ‘Cars’ fans).
They loved going round and round in circles.
Next they found little planes complete with a lever to fly up in the air. They LOVED that, although it took a little while for them to realise they needed to keep the lever up to stay in the air, queue lots of bobbing up and down while we frustratingly shouted from the sidelines: “Keep the lever up!!!”
Next stop was the candy floss shop. I love candy floss. In fact, just the taste of it take me right back to being a little girl at the fair.
I forgot, however, how quickly it disappears! Candy floss, bigger than the boys’ heads, were devoured in seconds. The inevitable sugar rush followed.
Thankfully, there were plenty of things to see and do at the fair to keep the hyper kids occupied! Next up Daddy was tasked with winning some toys from the impossible games. I am sure they are rigged. Still he managed to win a toy for each of them which was impressive.
Then they ventured on the HUGE slide, which rivalled most things they have been on before, in terms of height and speed.
We tried to get them to go on the swings and, despite initially being excited and willing, both suddenly became terrified of them. It seems to strange to me that they are brave with things I would NEVER want to do in a million years (i.e. the huge, high, fast slide) but are so scared by other things.
We then ventured for food to fill our empty tummies. The boys opted for Bratwurst and chips, and were especially impressed that they chips were crinkle cut. The hubby and I opted for a delicious sour dough pizza base, topped with ham and cheese in the style of Flammkuchen. It was fab. We topped it off with chocolate strawberries.
On our way home, the boys fell asleep in the car and didn’t wake up when we brought them inside. Which meant…afternoon nap for mummy. Bliss!
What did you get up to this weekend? If it is a bank holiday with you, are you doing anything fun?
Like this post? Read some of our other adventures here.