As it was snowing, the options were indoors only. In the end, I decided that we would jump on a metro to the Sage where a free lunchtime performance was promised. Sadly, this didn't actually materialise but we still had a really nice afternoon. By the time we got there, we had some lunch (Wriggles even had a crumb of bread as well as some Quavers; there was my gift right there!) which was delicious and then to Wriggles' true love: the stairs.
We only recently re-discovered the Sage. Pre-child I knew it quite well and have been to many concerts there as well as admiring the river view and impressive-yet-bonkers architecture. Apart from attending an event, I had no idea of there being anything child friendly about it. It turns out there is a fantastic under 5s music group every day of the week with a little area on the concourse with a table, chairs and some toys and books. However, these pale into comparison for my toddler with the many staircases. I have no idea what the pull of stairs are for her, but I do admit to shamelessly indulging it as it is brilliant physio for her and brings such a smile!
I spoke to my own wonderful mum in the afternoon, which put a good end to the day. Her voice still grounds me and makes me smile, and without her devotion to us and unwavering support I wouldn't be able to be half the mother I am today. Wriggles adores her too, unsurprisingly, and it makes my heart smile to see them together. And hopefully it won't be too long before we get that again!