Last night before I went to bed I’d stuck on some cinnamon roll dough. I was late to bed (about 2am) so decided to make them and leave them to prove overnight rather than making them up and waiting for them to second rise this morning. It didn’t really work so I won’t do it again but I was struck at the lunacy of standing in the kitchen at 2am getting all floury and cinnamon scented.
Scarlett slept through just fine and had happy dreams, crediting me with making her happy before she went to sleep :). We had our cinnamon rolls and got dressed, pottered around a bit doing various things and then got ready to drive over to Ali’s. It’s the longest I’ve driven for weeks and weeks with my car off the road for so long and despite feeling really rather frantic about Willow being ready and sorted I was hit anew with excitement for our whole plan today. We’ve been watching One Man and his Campervan which rather nicely glorifies campervan living and today the sun has been shining with the full promise of the spring round the corner. I keep sort of hugging the whole thing to myself and thinking how incredibly jealous I’d be feeling if it was someone else about to embark on this adventure.
Just wish I had that van on the drive ready to go…. 🙁
We had a lovely few hours at Ali’s, the kids all got on well, Davies and Freya enjoyed playing together on the ps3 while Tarly mostly chatted to Ali and I and played on her DS, then they all played PS3 for a while before having a quick go on the Kinect. Davies thought it was good but said afterwards he much prefers PS3, Scarlett was entranced by the animal game and could probably have stayed there for days playing it :).
Davies got upset just before we left as I’d been giving him a hard time about stroppiness over very short turns to try and make sure they both had a go on as much as possible on the kinect before we left. He tried to correct me when I called something the wrong name and then got really worried I would think he was being mean to me, when he’d never be mean to me because – dissolved into tears – I *love* you sooo much Mummy 🙁 We had a cuddle and made up and talked about it once he had recovered his composure a bit. Clearly still feeling very lucky to have a mummy and wanting to make sure I know it. Bless him and 🙁 for any child needing to worry about such things.
We came home and Ady had just got home and lit a fire so I sorted the kids tea out and we all caught up with each others days. We watched One Man and his Campervan all snuggled up together but then Ady went off for a bath and I read some How to Train Your Viking and then Tarly got all upset about bedtime and somehow we all forgot bad, good, learnt today.
The dentist rang to say my fillings will be fine til we come back from WWOOFing and to wish us a fantastic trip :). One less expense to fret about at least.
I sat and talked to Scarlett again and whether she was worried about having the nightmares or the nightmares coming true. She said both, so we deconstructed the nightmare and agreed it definitely wouldn’t come true which just left worrying about having it again. We agreed that if she was thinking about it there was a good chance it might happen again and I said I thought nightmares often happened when you were worried about something real in the daytime so your brain carried on worrying into your dreams. We talked about a few minor things she was worrying about and then agreed I would have my bath and she could listen to a story tape and then I’d go and sit with her. I came back out to eat my dinner and then nipped back for about five minutes before she was fast asleep. Fingers crossed she’ll have another nightmare free night having had a calm going to sleep and a nice day which will give her confidence at bedtime tomorrow that she won’t have the nightmares.
Davies did some excellent drawings (rather than going to sleep – grr) of Little Big Planet levels he wants to create. We’d been looking at the downloadable stuff online but there was nothing he felt inspired by. It really is the perfect game for him, loads of space for easy creativity.
Ady’s gone off to bed early as he is up again in a few hours to drive to Wales for something work related in the morning. I’m off for my last Wednesday shift and my brother, who has just been made redundant so is looking for a job and therefore home is coming over to be with Davies and Scarlett. I am very tentatively hoping the van may be back tomorrow but not holding my breath.
I keep thinking I should be feeling way more jealous of you than I do, as you are doing so many of the things I wanted (and still do want) to do, albeit coming at them from other angles. But no, not jealous at all, inspired though, and intrigued as to how it will all go. Bloody hell, I must be growing up in my old age 😉
*hugs* for crappy stuff and really hope Willow is back tomorrow.
Comment by Kirsty — 09 February 2011 @ 12:53 am
giggles at the idea of kirsty growing up!! i am sure it is all going to go really well 🙂
Comment by HelenHaricot — 09 February 2011 @ 1:22 am
Oi! 🙂 😉
Comment by Kirsty — 09 February 2011 @ 1:49 am
Don’t grow up Kirsty, I reckon it’s totally overrated!
Comment by Nic — 09 February 2011 @ 8:50 am
I’m just looking forward to reading about it all, hope you will be able to blog fairly frequently, or at least make notes and blog in detail from them when you can!
Lovely to see you all yesterday xx
Comment by Ali — 09 February 2011 @ 12:45 pm