Heard this song for the first time ever (no, I don’t know where I’ve been either!) when me and Ady were on our way to Lakeside on Friday and it had me in tears. This picture sums it up for me – two years ago I was waiting for this child to be born, now she is a walking, talking person with a mind of her own. Yesterday she astonished me by counting to ten all by herself – so much for the neglected second child eh? 🙂
I’m not even going to blog about sleep and children going to bed – don’t know quite what’s going on in this house and I am prepared to put it down to colds, being scared of ghosts and general time of the year type stuff. Come January we will endeavour to sort their sleeping out if it has not dealt with itself – and we can find something to sort it out with (wine anybody?!) So after milk and breakfast we went upstairs to get dressed and Davies chose all his own clothes today – he decided he wanted to look ‘really smart, so that when people see me they will wish they had a smart shirt like mine’. Scarlett, predictably chose a pink dress, which she has not worn before and looks super cute in:
We nipped into Lancing for a few bits and pieces, where I tried to be clever by not taking a handbag and just shoving 20quid and my credit card in my jeans pocket, until I parked and realised I needed change for the machine 🙁 A quick scuffle in the car turned up tenpence, so I had to approach a kindly looking old lady and ask if she by any chance had change for a £20 note – she very kindly gave me 50p (I must have looked either menacing or like I was a nice lady who would not go and blow it on drugs!) Davies put 50p in the Help the Aged charity shop box when we got some change so I felt like I gave it back 🙂
One of the tasks on my job list yesterday was to organise a few small pressies for various people, my Mum being one and I know she needs a new glasses case (the one I bought her last Christmas has had it!) so that was on our list of stuff to look out for, as was a new manicure set for my handbag (as Tarly has raided my current one and it only contains a metal emery board and one of those oval shaped things I don’t know what you use for!). Didn’t get either of those things, but we did get a Shirley Hughes book (thanks Sarah – since reading Dogger I have remembered all sorts of her books I loved as a child!) for 39p, a 2005 diary for my filofax, Christmas cards for the kids, birthday cards for Scarlett, a few crafty bits like paper split pins, treasury tags and a craft knife I want for various Christmas craft projects and some cakes for lunch.
Back home and Davies refused to let Scarlett play with him so I got the duplo blocks out for her – which he then of course wanted to play with too. But she did wander into the playroom where I was ver proud to have created something all by herself, which she tells me is a ‘rarfe’ (giraffe) and is actually pretty good:
Davies then spent about an hour playing on his play and learn computer game doing mazes, puzzles, shape sorting and so on – he is getting really good at it and it keeps him quiet for ages, must let him on there more as it gives me time to spend with Scarlett and is very educational for him too 🙂
They are currently having a mad half hour involving throwing balls *up* the stairs, shrieking and running around like loons – for once I am ignoring it and letting them get on with it. I have done the first three assessments for my online learning course – which are boringly easy but time consuming with all the processes, screen prints and explaining how you did stuff but I feel I have achieved something and am ahead of the personal learning schedule the tutor sent me too:-)
And finally, as I am doing photos here are the pics of the kids’ Christmas trees for their bedrooms (I am particularly proud of myself for doing ‘stuff’ to the camera to make the lights come out on the trees) and Davies being Santa:
He’s a very serious little Santa Claus isn’t he? 😉
that’s a tear jerking song if ever there was one.
Sorry, I don’t have a clue which song that line is from, without googling! Ah well. Nic, it’s not even December yet – take those Christmas trees down! Sounds like a nice day though, I always like to see pictures too – tell Davies I think Josiah would definitely like a shirt like his, Joe’s got a thing about smart shirts too …
He is serious in that shot, but only because he was getting pissed off with Scarlett for not co-operating and joining in the ‘photoshoot’!
Sarah, you have to google it – promise it will bring tears to your eyes…and the trees, well yeah I know, I know, but they are hidden in their rooms – I’ve never had decs up so early before 🙂
I’m obviously a heartless woman, didn’t do it for me …
Lovely pics, must not let the kids see, they are pestering me to get our Christmas tree up and I’m not having any of it!!
Don’t start me thinking about that song… I spent some of my troubled teens crying over that song, and I’m glad I’m able to hold tighter to my own children, for now
yep, that’s how it made me feel too Jan. Maybe I should print the lyrics out to read next time they are driving me mad 🙂
Sarah – you are heartless yes 😉 What *would* make you teary then?
Um, dunno – perhaps hearing it *with* music might help! Maybe it’s just that I don’t feel that way – I’m relatively happy that I’m making the most of my time, so it doesn’t affect me? Wifeswap last night brought tears to my eyes – did you see it? That millionaire woman with all her me-time, four nannies and a housekeeper, thought she was parenting well by spending one hour a day with her children!
Kids are going on here about having the Christmas tree up too, my argument is our room is small enough as it is, we really don’t need the tree cluttering it up for longer than absolutely necessary!