Italy with Kids

In September 2008 we are going to Italy. Two adults, two kids and a partridge in a pear tree. -no wait, that must be those darned Christmas carols invading my thoughts again.

Ok, to start again: yes, two boys aged 7 and 9 for the trip.

Six weeks.

Six weeks with no home to retreat to.

42 nights of finding ways to settle the boys into bed, and to keep them busy during that terror time of after dinner but before bath time.

Umpteen hours of keeping them interested while Mum and Dad try to appreciate art, sculptures, silence...

Hundreds of minutes of racing for the nearest toilet... which we can't find... with the inevitable accidents...

But surely it won't be that bad? What could be worse than stuck in a queue for 6 hours, tired and hungry with a one and a half year old at LAX? We've been there, done that. Never want to see it again. That time we made the mistake of waiting for others......

Liam's Wish -Hard Work

That will be the first step – and what a big step! Lots and lots of hard work. This blog is only a tiny grain of sand on the beach of human awareness. All the billions of people that need to be part of this thing. The changes to culture, belief, faith, humour. War. Peace.

To talk and talk and talk. To write and write and write. (and in turn for people to listen, read, comprehend...)

Some ideas:

-spread this blog across the boggosphere

-keep the blog going!

-join forums

-make a logo for Liam's Wish

-make t-shirts and caps with Liam's Wish logo

-spread the message to the local communities – my preferred method is passive internet and word of mouth email after all supporting the Wish should be a matter of choice.

Any more ideas?

And some action:

- this blog you are reading is copied in Myspace, Bebo and Bitcomet. I am planning to put it into Friendster, Xanga, Livejournal and Blogger. If you know of others......

Liam's Wish -intro

Hi and greetings to all. To get started on a 'train' of thought, I am going to reference a rather innocent yet profound statement made by my six year old son, Liam.

The other night, 11 Dec 07 to be exact, he and his brother had been sent to bed at a reasonable time (as far as us parents were concerned), of quarter to nine. I had settled down to explore further the 'torrents' on the internet, of which I had just come acress quite innocently while looking for a keygen for a kids' game :). The long and short of that, as a minor digression, was the downloading of Bitcomet and then viewing a number of, I'm sorry to say unimpressive blogs which prompted me to start this train.

So anyway, at about five to nine, who should appear but our youngest, unable to sleep (if I could get $1 for each time I heard “I Can't sleep” I'd be rich!), but unlike previous nights where I'd try to persuade the hopeful stayer-upper-later to count whoolly sheep,......

Liam's Wish

That God could make everyone be good and not horrible or naughty.