Friday 29 April 2011

Once upon a time we went to a farm...

Once upon a time there was a boy called Harlan. One day he went to the farm with his parents, their friend and her baby, who Harlan loved having cuddles with. Maybe one day Harlan would have a baby brother or sister!

When they arrived at the park, Harlan spotted a merry go round and mummy said he could have a go. He chose a lovely blue seat and held on tight as it went round and round, up and down. In moments of bravery, he let go long enough to give his mummy and daddy a quick wave, before grabbing the rail again ready for the next go round!



After riding on the merry go round, they all walked through a narrow doorway, down a ramp, and into a courtyard surrounded by pens and stables. There was a small and very friendly Dexter cow called Beetle, three ponies, some goats, a sheep and a pig who was bigger than Harlan, bigger than mummy and bigger than daddy!

When Harlan had fed the animals there, they decided to pay to go into the birds of prey rescue centre, where Harlan was very excited to see chickens roaming around on the paths, and a cockatiel danced with daddy!

Not long afterwards, everyone started to feel hungry and decided to go to the playbarn for some lunch so Harlan could play while they waited for their dinner. The playbarn was huge! There were little huts with bridges to connect them, a windmill, the biggest bouncy castle Harlan had ever seen and even pedal tractors to ride on. Once mummy had shown Harlan around, he felt confident enough to explore on his own and was soon running around and working up an appetite.

On the way back to the car, Harlan got to have a go on the other merry go round, and he chose to sit in a lovely red aeroplane. If he'd had chance, he would have had another go and sat on a quad bike but mummy and daddy said it was time to head home. Unfortunately when they got to the car park Daddy's car wouldn't start, so while they got it going mummy's friend sang songs to the baby and Harlan as they were both getting tired. By the time he got home, Harlan was fast asleep so mummy cuddled him up and carried him into the house. It was a tiring but very enjoyable day for everyone.


The end.

Monday 25 April 2011

Once upon a time we went on a train...

Once upon a time, there was a boy called Harlan. One hot, sunny day, Harlan went for a ride on a steam train as a birthday present from a friend. He wore his "Engine Driver" hat and practised his "chugga-chugga choo-choo" noises in the car all the way there. Arriving at Cheddleton station, he got on board a steam train, to travel to Froghall station. He chose a seat on the carriage, next to his mummy and daddy and excitedly waited for the guard to blow the whistle.


Harlan rode the train all the way to the end of the line, which was about 10 miles, before getting off at Froghall and heading to the tearooms for some lunch - all this excitement had made him very hungry! Mummy and Daddy bought him a ham sandwich and some biscuits, but Harlan thought that he could use these ingredients to make a mega-sandwich. Gordon Ramsey eat your heart out!



Harlan rode the diesel train back to the car park, and his daddy drove him home. When they got back his mummy said it wasn't time for tea just yet, so they got some paper and paints out in the garden. It was fun painting different colours on the paper, then pressing the paper together so the colours mixed, pouring the paint into different bowls to see what colour he could create and using sand and grass to make different textures.



Once he had finished painting with his brush and hands, our little hero was in desperate need of a bath - always a good way to finish a great day.



The end.