
So, Tuesday morning we were off...back to London for Kenna's eye surgery. Grannie came along to babysit Isla and Kenna, once her eyes were done and it was a very good thing! Isla did the trip with minimal sleep and Kenna's eyes were pretty stingy after surgery.
Isla enjoyed the trip and the very crochety man on the flight, once we arrived at Heathrow said she was the most pleasant little kid he had ever sat next to. Thanks to Peppa Pig's sticker book, a bag of grapes and a few other goodies in her bag, Isla enjoyed the flight and wasn't too restless. She did however walk around London for two days with random Peppa Pig sparkly stickers on her head....this however was not a big enough clue for well meaning strangers to constantly tell her what a cute little boy she was.
Picture above is Isla's new toys from Hamley's (the UK's version of FAO Schwartz).
It is the only place over here I've ever seen Fisher Price toys like this barn, which is the 50th anniversary edition of the one we had as kids (however the new one has been hit by Health and Safety and the door to the barn doesn't open or make the cow noise and the Little People are bigger, so they don't fit down your windpipe...(if you're 17 months old). We also got the talking colour book, thinking it would be okay on the plane but after "purple" 15 times before we ever took off we decided it was best to put it away before our fellow travellers ripped it away from us...

Isla and Grannie on Duke Street, in front of a cool old church. We stayed at Grosvenor Square Marriott, right by the US Embassy and the flat that Alisdair's parents used to own. Funny to think Grannie did this walk 28 years ago with Alisdair in a pram. Grannie was VERY handy to have in London as we didn't need to use any maps, she just knew where everything was and how to get there quickly.

Hamley's Toy Store (the morning after mom's surgery, hence the sunglasses). Isla liked the bubbles...and is a big fan of double decker busses.
Isla in Hyde Park admiring the ducks and Canadian Geese. Grannie took her there while mom had her surgery. Then they shared a burger on the way home. 
Isla, our toddler (who no longer takes naps on exciting trips) on the London Heathrow Xpress train to Paddington with Grannie. 15 minutes from Heathrow to Central London...not too shabby!
Kenna's surgery went well, she just had to go back to the hotel and sit quietly with her eyes shut (in the dark) for three hours, but not sleep (from 6 to 9pm!). Unfortunately Isla was having none of going to bed when others were awake, so Grannie, showing signs of true sainthood, entertained her for those three hours with nothing more than the light from the bathroom. Isla's constant word "again"meant "This little piggie went to market" was probably done 25 times, along with playing "house" in the closet, unwrapping all the free toiletries, hiding all the bathroom washclothes in Isla's play bag and more Peppa Pig stickers in shoes, bags and on luggage. At nine, Kenna strapped on her ever attractive plastic night goggles and we all tried to sleep. Isla was up again around midnight and came to bed with mom....it was a long night for all, but by morning Kenna's eyes were healed. The Dr says that she's gone from -10.50 in one eye to 0 and -9.25 in the other eye to +1. They will most likely change a little back when they heal, but we're keeping our fingers crossed that she'll stay at bionic vision :) It's a whole new world when you don't need glasses and can see when you wake up in the morning! It was a very strange operation though, but we're just glad it's over and was successful.
Tomorrow Alisdair is off for the first day of shooting for the season. Beating the heather for grouse. Unfortunately it's supposed to be horrid weather! Ah, Scotland in August.