Favourite movies from my childhood 

  

A nice trip down memory lane whilst remembering these! How many have you seen? Here’s the list of my favourite childhood movies (all that I could remember): 

Wizard of Oz – 1939 

 

Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory – 1971 

 

Indiana Jones – The raiders of the lost ark – 1981 

 

Ghostbusters – 1984 

 

The Goonies -1985 
 

The Return of Oz – 1985 
 

The Labyrinth – 1986 

 

Masters of the Universe – 1987 


Moonwalker – 1988 

  

Lande before time – 1988 

 

Who framed Roger Rabbit – 1989 

 

Honey I shrunk the kids – 1989 

 

Uncle buck – 1989

The BFG 
 

The Witches – 1990 

 

Home alone – 1990 
 

Don’t tell Mom the babysitters dead – 1991 

 

Drop Dead Fred – 1991 

 

Fern Gully the last rainforest – 1992

 

Beethoven – 1992 

 

The Mighty Ducks – 1992 

 

Hocus Pocus – 1993 


Jurassic Park – 1993 

 

The Secret Garden – 1993 

 

Baby’s day out – 1994 


Richie Rich – 1994 

 

The little rascals – 1994 

 

Now and then – 1995 

 

The babysitters club – 1995 

 

A little Princess – 1995 

 

Caspar – 1995 

Dunston checks in – 1996 

 

Would love to know if you have any favourites that aren’t on this list? Maybe I’ve missed some! 

Thanks for reading! 

Xxx

  

  

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My Kinder egg hell..

  Ever heard of unboxing? Well I have repeatedly every day, all day for around a year now. My son who is 4 and has autism is absolutely obsessed! 

Originally it had started off with the unboxing of toys from Giant eggs that parents had hand made (we have yet to attempt this ourselves)  Then he stumbled upon kinder egg unboxing. Great I thought, at least hes taking an interest in something new. 

As the months have gone by, Harri has started to point to kinder eggs in magazines or when out shopping (it’s a rare occasion he comes shopping due to sensory issues). So we started buying them in bulk. He likes to sit and open them for the toys, although he did go through a phase of eating the chocolate, he doesn’t anymore. His sister usually steals it before he gets the chance. He never plays with the toys, he must just like the unwrapping part. 

You know what the toys are like inside, cheap plastic. Some you have to make up and some you don’t. He particularly took a liking to the tinker bell and avengers ones that came out around Easter. The rest just get left on the floor for the bin. 

On this day however, I hadn’t noticed Harri had reached up to the counter top and helped himself to one off the bench. Penelope as per usual was found stuffing her face with the chocolate and Harri was playing with this little yellow toy. I thought nothing of it. Bedtime came around and once they were both asleep, I went about tidying up. As I walked in the lounge I was greeted by my sofa COVERED in yellow scribbles. Not just one cushion, no. The whole sofa. I started to panic, searching everywhere for this yellow pen that Penelope had obviously got hold of (I keep all pens in the kitchen draw). And I couldn’t find anything. Thank the gods for scotch guarding and baby wipes! I managed to get it all out after half an hour of scrubbing. 

Then peering out from under the sofa was this smug looking little guy..  

 

It was the Kinder egg toy Harri had been playing with earlier. I picked it up and placed it on the bench. Then realised there was yellow on my hands. The smug toy, was in fact a yellow stamper. I felt like it was laughing at me. I can’t tell you how annoyed I was but I was close to losing my mind. What a stupid thing to put inside. 

Obviously it went in the bin.

And this is why I hate them. I love that Harri has an interest other than movies and books, and that’s the only reason why I continue to buy them. However from now on I’m checking each toy once he’s opened them and there’s been a few different pens/stamps amongst them. 

So unless you want your cream sofa decorated by yellow scribbles, I suggest you do the same and check your children’s Kinder surprise eggs! 

 

Thanks so much for reading, I’d be interested to hear if any of your children like unboxing? 

Xxx