What?: We were kindly gifted a trial class of our choice by The Little Dance Company and decided […]
Cafe
Berlin is about as child-friendly as European cities come and it didn’t take long to work out where all the cool kids hang out.
Babu, being a complete weirdo, gravitated towards the chest of drawers containing various gruesome artefacts.
When the smoke, sirens and society in general become suffocating, get yourself down to one of the capital’s many city farms.
There are A LOT of planes, including one with teeth, another that says POO down its side and some really cool early wooden warplanes.
Bab Dad took everything extremely seriously and began painstakingly icing anatomically correct innards onto a gingerbread man.
None of my pre-baby friends had kids and I literally had no idea what you were meant to do with one.
Owner Emily Ajasa has really tapped in to what adults are looking for in a tot-friendly cafe – i.e. not garishly hued plastic crap.
Adam, AKA Bab Dad, has lived in Hampstead for two and a half years. He’s a doctor and dad to Bab, 2, and Margot the cat, 3.
The Mail Rail ride is short, mildly claustrophobic and I’m going to go out on a limb and say probably not the most exciting thing you have or will ever do.
