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Transportable Toys for your Toddler’s Education

This is a guest post from Galt Toys.

Someone once said a child is like a sponge and never has it been truer. We plead with them to say just one new word, yet as soon as we let something slip that we would rather was never repeated, they are all over it and the word or phrase becomes their favourite.

No matter where you take a toddler, there is something for them to absorb. Even on bus or car journeys, there are things to learn, and you can maximise these opportunities by nabbing some educational toys to take along. Here are some fab ideas for transportable toys and activities to help your toddler learn on-the-go.

Interactive Books

Books are fabulous, but some books have little activities to help them get more involved with the book’s content, such as finger puppets, buttons to press when certain images occur in the story and more. Not only will they teach your child picture-sound recognition or co-ordination (depending on the activity), the story will feed their creative side. Most children’s books do have an educational theme or something to learn from them, so this lesson will hopefully be picked up along the way.

Peter Rabbit finger puppet book

Activities That Mimic What You Are Doing

Taking your tot in the car for a trip out? Why not get them a steering wheel to mount on the dashboard and get them to copy you. Talk them through what they are doing (turning left, turning right, approaching the roundabout etc.) so they can learn new words while doing exactly as you do.

Drawing Equipment

Pens and paper are always a hit (but make sure you take washable drawing paraphernalia if you want your clothes and their clothes and every surface in sight to remain in a respectable state) no matter where you go or what you do. Let them scribble all over, or encourage them to draw using a colour they can see. For example, if they can see a leaf, suggest they use green. If near water, get them colouring in blue. This will help them learn colours while creating artwork that will be stuck to the fridge for years to come.

Mushroom creating his latest masterpiece

Baby Puzzles

One of my favourite activities to take out and about for toddlers are Galt’s baby puzzles. They are simple jigsaws where you have to match one half to the other and there are a number of themes, including transport, farm and jungle. Tasks like this help them to develop co-ordination as well as problem-solving skills. They will also learn the names of different animals or items and where they can be found if you play along and talk to them about what they are doing. These types of puzzles are ideal to take on days out such as picnics or the beach, where your child may want to sit and rest for a little while.

About the Author

This article was written on behalf of Galt Toys. Galt Toys have been manufacturing toys for over 175 years, and know a thing or two about toys…and having fun!

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Mushroom’s potty about pants (a potty training diary)

When I was thinking about potty training Mushroom, I regularly took ‘how-to’ manuals out from the library, reading as much as possible about how to do it ‘right.’

While I was still busy thinking about it, Mushroom was already ahead of me. Having had him in pull-ups for a while (he simply wouldn’t sit still for nappy changes from about 16 months), it didn’t take him long to figure out how to pull them up and down. The first time he did this we were in a busy family pub with friends! I wasn’t sure at this stage whether he was ready for potty training or just wanted to be naked, so I just asked him if he wanted his nappy changed and carried on as normal.

Only a few weeks later we were playing at home and I told him I was going to the loo. “Mummy wee wee?” He asked. I nodded. He seemed more curious than usual. Suddenly, he ran to the toilet ahead of me, pulled down his pull-ups and lifted himself up onto the loo. He did a wee. At this stage, I probably didn’t need any more signs, really. He’d been using the potty before his bath every evening and he was clearly demonstrating his readiness. Was I ready though? No.

All of the potty training books say different things but the one thing they all have in common is this advice: “The child has to be ready. And so do you.” So I did nothing – said “We’ve got too much on, I need to clear my diary.” It would have taken a few phone calls. Or “I want to be at home with him, not hand potty training over to nursery.” I work part-time! Now, though, I’m ready. I’ve finally caught up with him. So, to all those who are where are was a few weeks back, here’s yet another potty training diary to reassure/terrify (delete as appropriate) you before you get started!

Pre-potty training

In the end, I went purely on instinct with this one. I ignored all the books had to say about not using pull-ups because it’s confusing. He was already using them and going to the toilet when he felt like it so here’s what we did:

  • We talked about potty training. A lot. We read books, we looked at pants and we chose some together
  • We bought some different pull-ups and I explained they are special learning pants while he learns to listen to his body about when he needs the toilet
  • I started asking him if he needed to use the toilet or potty when we were at home. He usually would give it a go. The one time he did a poo in the potty it shocked the life out of him, he wasn’t expecting it. The look on his face was hilarious. I tried not to laugh and congratulated him. In the end he seemed quite pleased with himself
  • We bought some underpants together and talked about how he would be wearing them soon like his friend Strawberry*
  • When he had a dry morning, I told him he was getting so good at using the potty, that he’d be able to try wearing his underpants really soon. This was on a Saturday morning. He was at nursery Mon – Weds and we started with pants on the Thursday.

Potty training proper

Potty with stickers

Mushroom wasn’t bothered about reward charts so we stick stickers on the potty to decorate it, which he loves doing.

Day 1

We talked the night before about how he’d be wearing his new pants in the morning. I explained that it was a special day and we would just stay at home together and he’d have my undivided attention all day.

In the morning, he chose a pair of ‘robot’ pants (from ASDA** – I’ve found the George range to be the best fit for Mushroom) and put them on himself. He had his first accident not long after. This was to be expected. We simply cleaned him up and put new pants on.

By the end of the day, we’d had 16 accidents and and used up all but one pair of pants. Thank God the weather was good! He made it to the potty just once or twice and we were both getting a bit stir crazy.

Day 2

I decided we’d have a playdate (with a close friend. At home!) to ease our boredom a bit. His friend is potty trained so I thought this might help. He did sit on the potty when his friend refused, which was good. But he couldn’t go. About 20 minutes later he had an accident in the hallway. I was so glad to have someone to talk to as it was beginning to get frustrating and of course I was trying not to show it (to Mushroom)! We managed a short walk to the corner shop, which eased things a little. He did make it to the potty about three times, albeit with wet pants but at least he was starting to get the idea.

At the end of the day, we’d had 9 accidents and three proper successes (all in the evening when I was starting to feel like giving up already!).

Day 3

Mushroom put on his pants in the morning and stayed dry all morning. We went to the park (I put him in bambino mio training pants** for this, just to give me more confidence without resorting to pull-ups) and he went on the potty twice in the park (we have a Tippitoes travel potty**)! Result! He also had three potty successes at home, one of which was totally unprompted. I started to feel much better about the whole thing. After his nap, he stayed dry until 7pm and even did a poo, unprompted, on his potty. We were celebrating when he had his first accident, which was messy enough to bin a pair of pants. Then he did a wee all over the kitchen floor. He seemed distressed so we reassured him. Then he went into the garden and had another accident…. I was busy with the mop and disinfectant all evening! He needed a lot of reassuring after the long day, which I think had given us all a false sense of security.

In total, by the end of the day, we’d had just 3 big accidents and had to throw out one pair of soiled pants. Still, a good day I think and certainly an improvement on day 2. He was definitely starting to get it.

Day 4 

This was an interesting one. We kind of backtracked a bit. He had three accidents in the morning but two of these were on the potty – with his pants on. I don’t know if he forgot to pull them down or just left it too late but at least he tried to make it! The afternoon was better but an exciting ‘Uncle’ (family friend) visited and we had a couple more evening accidents.

At the end of the day, we’d had 6 accidents but he was definitely becoming more aware of when he needed to go and at least trying (most of the time)!

Day 5

Nursery day! I was a bit apprehensive about how this would go as Mushroom has only just started to open up since he moved to the toddler room (he takes a while). Last month he wasn’t even speaking to the grown-ups so I hoped he would ask to use the toilet when he needed to. I needn’t have worried. He had a totally dry morning and it’s hard to tell about the afternoon as they did water play in the paddling pool, which I’m sure they were all ‘having accidents’ in.

He only had one accident that evening. Yay!

I think that’s more than enough detail so I won’t list any more here but we are now a couple of weeks in and Mushroom is having on average between one and three accidents a day, which I think it pretty good going. The first day was hard but that was expected. The second day was the most frustrating and I was considering giving up at one point. If you’re here, don’t give up! Day three made it all worthwhile and now I know he understands the concept it’s only a matter of time before we graduate to toilet training proper, with ping pong balls in the bowl to help him perfect his aim!

Whether you’re about to potty train your child, in the middle of it, or it’s a distant memory, I’d love to hear about your successes/horror stories – so do leave a comment below!

*Strawberry is a boy (in case you were wondering). He just likes strawberries.
**The underpants mention, and the travel potty and training pants links are recommendations, this post is not sponsored in any way. Read my PR and disclosure policy for more info.

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Mums making an exhibition of ourselves


Story of Mum is an inspirational home for creative mums. This website shares words, photos, film and audio from mums, grandmas and great-grandmas worldwide, to create a global portrait of motherhood. This Virtual exhibition, ‘Story of Mum: Making an exhibition of ourselves,’ brings together Story of Mum and UK parent blogging community BritMums, to share the stories of Mums around the world.

I was honoured to have been asked to host a mini virtual exhibition as part of this worldwide tour. All hosts have been asked to choose one item from the exhibition so far, create one item and share their thoughts on motherhood and identity. So here’s my offering!

I curated this…

As a poet, I couldn’t not do something with the word submitted as part of the giant collaborative ‘Mum’ poem. I did submit to this poem but none of the words used below are my own – so the poem is an anonymous collective consciousness of parents talking about what it is to be a mother.

Warrior worrier

Life giver
Milk maker
Nappy changer

Writer
Secret biscuit eater
Twitter addicted tea drinker

Bump kisser
Wet wiper
Nightmare comforter

An individual in her own right

Rule maker
Occasional chocolate briber
nit picker

Gentle protector
Excited explorer and amazed follower
Sleep watcher

hand holder
pram pusher
warrior worrier.

You can still add to the main poem if you feel so inspired. If you’re in London on 18 October, you might want to head along to the Story of Mum make date that evening to hear the wonderful Hollie McNish share her version!

I know I’m only supposed to curate one thing, but…

This image in the Mama Mash-up gallery grabbed me. I wasn’t sure whether I liked it at first but something made me go back and look again. The image grew on me.

I love the title. It sums up Motherhood perfectly, for me. Yes, it’s boring (I love that one of the images is a washing machine. So apt)… It’s also beautiful.

Tedious and Terrific

Tedious and Terrific

I created this…

Motherhood and identity. It’s a big one.

mum_and_still_meI have blogged about this already as part of the exhibition but before I share my post, I’ve had some further thoughts about identity in general… Of course becoming a parent has a massive impact on our lives but does it always change the way we identify ourselves? To our children, of course we are ‘Mum/Mummy/Mama’ but we don’t become mothers to anyone but our children (we would hope. I know there are children who parent their parents and partners who do the same but that’s a whole separate blog post. Let’s pretend we all have healthy balanced relationships for the purposes of this one). This is one of the reasons I always feel a little uncomfortable when my son’s nursery keyworkers refer to me as ‘Mum.’ As in: ‘Hello Mum, have you had a nice day?’ I get why they do it, even though they know our names, but still. I know I’m not the only parent who feels a bit weird about it (the dads I’ve spoken to don’t like it either). I want to be ‘Rachael’ to anyone except Mushroom, really…. Because there’s so much more to all of us than being a parent. For me, figuring out who I am is a lifelong journey. I know myself much better now that I did at 20, for example (I’m thirty- *coughs* now). Yes, I’m a Mum. I’m also a communications professional, a writer, a life coach, friend, sister, wife… I’m sure you can all add several ‘titles’ to your identity. And there’s always more to come, isn’t there? It’s not set in stone; we can all change at any time. So for me the only truths that won’t change are these: I’m a Mum…. And I’m still Me.

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If you’re interested in hosting a virtual exhibition, or would simply like to head over to see what other hosts have curated and created so far, click on the image above.

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Mushroom the Menace (a visit to Beanotown)

In my last post, Meeting Miriam, I talked about spending family time with Mushroom and Mr B that afternoon. Wondering what we did? Well…

Once we’d had lunch (with Mushroom sitting in the awesome ‘clip-on’ highhair at Wagamama), we wondered along the South Bank, pointing and boats and checking out the street art and entertainment.

Mr B helps Mushroom work out which doorbells will ring in this art installation.

Mr B helps Mushroom work out which doorbells will ring in this art installation.

I had noticed a big photo of Dennis the Menace earlier so we decided to go and see what that was all about.

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Well, we discovered ‘Beanotown,’ an exhibition celebrating 75 years of the UK’s favourite comic. The Beano was early reading material for me and I thought the characters would appeal to Mushroom so we headed down ‘Bash Street’ to find out what it was all about.

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While Mr B wandered around looking at the old comics and some of the Beano memoribilia (which included customised DMs and a guitar at which Mushroom kept shouting  ‘I want it!’ as he banged on the glass case!), Mushroom ran ahead to say hello to Gnasher.

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He got upset when Gnasher came out of his kennel (with my helping hands) and ran up some steps to hide. Here he discovered a room where he could draw on the walls! He was hesitant at first but soon got creative…

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After a while we heard music coming from the ‘Creative Masterclass’ room so we went to investigate and found a party going on. Kids of all ages (up to about 10 on that day) were playing party games and dancing to music provided by an online radio station. Mushroom loved the dancing and gave the ‘Gangnam style’ dance competition his best shot, copying the moves from the older boy who eventually won.

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All of this excitement was topped off with a smarties ice-cream (how do you get the smarties out at the end? Anyone?) on the way home. We had no idea what we were going to do when Mr B met us and were toying with the idea of the Aquarium or the London Eye, both of which had hideous queues. We ended up having a great time at this completely free event, and I highly recommend it for both big and little kids!

Beanotown is part of the Southbank Centre’s Festival of Neighbourhood series. It’s free and runs until 8 September. It’s open from 11am to 7pm.

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Disclosure: This is not a paid review, just my thoughts on a great day out that you might enjoy! Read my full PR and disclosure policy here. 

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Meeting Miriam

Mushroom and I had a very exciting day over the weekend, when we headed over to London’s South Bank to meet with fellow blogger Miriam Drori. Miriam starting writing when she found out about Social Anxiety* and realized that the symptoms of this condition described her feelings exactly.  She started her blog, An’ de walls came tumblin’ down in 2009 to raise awareness of social anxiety and since then she’s ventured into fiction writing, having written several short stories (read one of them here), one of which was published in 100 Stories for Queensland. Before this, Miriam was a computer programmer and then a technical writer. She lives in Israel and this also informs her writing.  She is currently writing her memoirs. Do pop over to her blog to say hello!
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We met outside the London Eye, with Mushroom and I arriving around 15 minutes late due to signaling failure on the Jubilee line. I felt bad but Miriam was generous about having waited. I felt a little awkward at first because, having never met in person before, I wasn’t sure whether to go for a handshake or a hug but once I had admitted this, the tension eased (for me, I can’t say how Miriam was feeling at that point). Miriam had bought presents from home for us, which was a lovely surprise! I got this beautiful piece of hand painted Armenian pottery:
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and Mushroom got a magic flannel, which he didn’t fully appreciate until bathtime that evening!

Mushroom admires his magic flannel

Mushroom admires his magic flannel

While running around after Mushroom in the recently opened Jubilee Gardens, Miriam told me a bit about all the exciting things she has planned during her visit… Spending time with family, meeting up with old friends from university, meeting fellow bloggers and – the main reason for her visit – a five day residential writing course! Once we got into conversation, I felt fairly relaxed except when Miriam told me about a family connection to a famous author whose name I didn’t recognise and I didn’t admit this straight away, thinking it would come to me later (and I didn’t want to look stupid… Although I realize now that I managed to anyway). I did worry about this a  bit when I got home, hoping Miriam didn’t think I was an idiot. I’m sure she didn’t but this mild paranoia did make me wonder if this, in a very small way, gave me a taste of what it might be like to live with social anxiety.

The rest of the morning was led by Mushroom. As we watched him play, we talked about about parenting – Miriam’s children are now all in their 20s but the early years never seem far away when you look back – and getting the balance right between keeping them safe and being overprotective,  siblings  – when I was young, I always wanted a big brother. I have one brother and sister, both younger (and my brother is now bigger than me!) but Miriam, who has a brother 11 years older then her, always wished for a sibling closer in age.

After a while we spotted some giant bubbles over by the river. When I showed Mushroom he got very excited so we headed over to see them close up.

Giant bubbles

Once he’d worked out that giving money meant more bubbles, he kept running back to me shouting ‘money please!’ I let him go back and forth for a little while and while he chased the bubbles, Miriam asked me if I’d ever met a fellow blogger before. I had to think about it but I realised that apart from those I already knew, the answer was ‘no.’ We talked about why, despite living in the same country as most of the bloggers I follow, I hadn’t done and I guess the thought hadn’t really occurred to me in the way it might have done if I were travelling. It gave me food for thought and I talked about BritMums Live and how I was considering going next year to meet fellow bloggers. We then talked about BlogHer, which I don’t know too much about, and how all of these blogging conferences seem to be aimed at women. Is there a BlogHim? I couldn’t find anything like it when I did a quick search so perhaps that’s a subject for a future blog post!

As it got closer to lunchtime, after which Mr B was coming to spend some family time with me and Mushroom, we starting walking towards the Jubilee bridge so that Miriam could get to the Strand for a bit of shopping. On the way, we passed a carousel and a little old-fashioned car ride. Mushroom said he wanted to go in it but I wasn’t sure as whenever we’ve attempted these rides in the past he’s cried as soon as it moved. I took the chance, having checked that it would be ok to take him off once it started (I was assured it goes slowly and is stopped if a child is in distress), I bought a token and he took his place in the driving seat and we fastened his seatbelt. Once it started, he had such a look of intense concentration on his face as he steered his way around the circular track. He didn’t cry at all…. Until it stopped and I took him out! That was his cue for a nap so we walked on to the bridge, said goodbye to Miriam (well I did, Mushroom screamed ‘No!’ but did manage a weak smile and a wave… as she walked away!). Mushroom finally fell asleep in his buggy as we walked along the Thames watching the boats.

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So it was a day for firsts for us both! I met a fellow blogger for the first time and Mushroom went on, and stayed on, a fairground ride without crying. Perhaps Miriam had a calming effect on him. I certainly enjoyed my time with her and am looking forward to meeting up with her again next year!

[Miriam apologises for not being able to respond to this post – although there is no need! – as she is busy with her exciting adventures for the next month. Remember to check back on her blog then to see what else she’s been up to!]

*You can find out more about Miriam, and social anxiety, in this interview, from my Ordinary People series over at Honest Speaks.

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Soft oaty slices (or sugarfree flapjacks!)

I thought it was about time I shared a recipe! Mushroom and I do a  lot of cooking activity together but my aversion to measuring out ingredients means that things don’t always go to plan and when they do, I’m never quite sure how to share the recipe.

This week, Mushroom and I had a go at making soft oaty bars a la Goodies. I looked at the ingredients and figured they’re basically sugar free flapjacks so I searched for a few recipes online to see what else was out there… Then we made up our own. Here’s how we did it (all ingredients are approximate!):

You will need: 160g porridge oats, 100g raisin, 2 apples (cored and grated), 1tsp cinnamon, tsp ginger (or used mixed spice), 2 tbsp butter or margarine (we used Clover), 2tbsp honey (one for drizzling!) and one fruit shoot (apple and pear flavour, or 1 cup regular apple or pear juice)

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Method: Add the grated apple, raisins and cinnamon to a bowl.

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 Pour in the melted butter…

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…then add the porridge oats, stirring as you go.

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Add a tablespoon of honey…

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And finally, the fruit shoot!

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Stir until you have a thick porridgey consistency, then transfer to a baking tray (we used a cake tin this time). Drizzle honey on the top and then put it in the oven at gas mark 4 for 30 minutes.

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Leave it to cool, remove from the tin/tray and then cut into slices…

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Et Voila!

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Next time we might try banana and chopped dates (we can probably leave out the honey for this) or even strawberry and chocolate chips (although of course then they won’t be sugar free…). If you try these, do let us know what you think by adding a comment below!

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We love, we laugh, we dance…

Here at Mushroom Mansions* we have a family ‘motto.’ It’s something we created fairly recently but it’s something we’ve pretty much lived by (most of the time), at least since Mushroom was born. It is this:

We love, we laugh, we dance and we say sorry. Which brings us back to love.’

It’s a lovely reminder of what makes us a unit. Like most, we love to love (my Mum used to say ‘We are here for each other.’ I agree) and we love to laugh – Mushroom has reminded us how to do this properly, with his frequent unrestrained peals of laughter echoing off the walls long after he’s stopped. We also love to dance. As a family we love music and I have talked about Mushrooms dancing before (he’s got even more moves now but that’s another blog post). Dancing is something we enjoy doing together and Mushroom equally loves to dance by himself, throwing shapes across the living room floor, and ensconced between Mr B and I, in the ultimate definition of a family ‘unit.’

As for saying ‘sorry,’ well. That just means that we all know when it’s time to own up and take responsibility for hurts we’ve caused… Whether that’s by losing our tempers and saying things we don’t mean or biting in the midst of a full on tantrum (Mushroom not us!) which, as the motto says, brings us back to love…

What motto do you live by at home? And are they based on new values, or those handed down by your parents?

*Yeah. It’s not really a mansion, I just like how that sounds.

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