Just impressed Ady by answering a question on Who Wants to be a Millionaire about which ball is potted in snooker after the brown. I could see how he looked at me with new admiration in his eyes. I am more than just his glamouress and caring wife, I am greater than the mother of his children and spender of his wage. Do I have a past worthy of a bit part on Lost? Did I spend shady teenage years in smoky snooker halls hustling unsuspecting blokes by playing all coy and cleavage flashing, and then stinging them for loads of money by suddenly demonstrating my killer skills with a cue and a little square bit of blue chalk (well no actually, what with my chalk phobia and all), did I spent many happy childhood years watching the snooker on BBC2 or was one of my early childhood crushes, sitting side by side with Shakin Stevens actually that fellow ginge and sharer or my previous surname Steve Davis (albeit different spelling). Nah, none of the above. I simply know all the lyrics to Snooker Loopy by Chaz n Dave and one of the lines in there is ‘pot the reds then skrewback/ for the yellow, green, brown, blue, pink and black / snooker loopy nuts are we / we’re all snooker loopy’. One day this talent may well make me my fortune eh!? 🙂
Today continued pretty well really. Children played loads, for hours, really nicely together and quite honestly I saw no good reason to interupt them from that really. If I could be bothered, which I can’t tonight, I could easily tick pretty much every box along the side bar as demonstrated today in their playing and aside from anything else if that is their natural inclination then who are we to stop it so they can sit at desks and learn what sound the letter a makes really. And besides it allowed me to sit with my laptop doing all sorts of other stuff 🙂
We did indeed nip out to the library for a bit and then had a quick walk round the town ending up in Woollies where we bumped into Mandy, who’s party we’d been to last Saturday, so while the children played with all the toys and chatted to the young bloke there putting out more about them all me and Mandy had a chat about HE, grandparents (she is one at 41 – same age as Ady!!) and nature vrs nurture. All very interesting stuff. Mandy was the classic teen who got herself into trouble at about 19 and her and Gary were in a council flat then a council house and along the way had another baby and got married. They both worked really hard to make ends meet and better themselves and now at 41 they are grandparents, had bought their council house and have now sold it to buy their own lovely place and Gary has a management job with the firm he worked for for years and Mandy went back to college, studied psycology and sociology and is doing really well in a care in the community type role. So she loves a bit of a debate about all the stuff she learnt 🙂
Came home, kids had tea after playing upstairs some more then Ady came home and I bathed them while he tidied up. They put on a circus show for me while they were in the bath, there were clowns, a ringmaster, acrobats, spraying dolphins (no I’ve never thought of them as circus creatures particularly either!) and they ended up with all the water drained out sliding down the sloping end of the bath (its quite wide and deep).
Bedtime was fairly chaotic – I’d told Tarly she was not to come out of her bedroom, so when she needed a wee and a poo she did it in her bin 🙁 Quite impressed at both her making use of facilities available and abilty to get on the thing – so Ady was there with his disinfectant!
Davies has literally just fallen asleep at 10pm, he’s been playing with his leap pad in bed since 7pm and we have had baths and eaten out dinner in the meantime. He’s called me upstairs a few times to show me how ‘Home Educational’ his leappad is though 🙂
Also managed a fairly lengthy phone chat with Hayley who it turns out is feeling really quite similar to me about the whole group thing in terms of questioning whether it is all worth it. So we have made a decision to continue to the end of the year and ask the others during that time if it is indeed worth going all out for something huge or whether we should simply agree a soft play area or similar to see each other at weekly instead and take it from there. Feeling relieved that it’s not just me and happy that if she has doubts too then we will all have similar motivations for getting it going if we decide to do so. Am going to leave any further thinking on the whole thing until later on anyway, so that’s good 🙂
Tomorrow we have a happy day planned at Ali’s which we’re all looking forward to, tea, chatting, playing for small people and general lack of feeling obliged to do anything much as children run about educating themselves and busting the socialisation myth. Bliss!
lol @ Tarly and her bin, that made us laugh loads – gotta give the kid credit for using her initiative 😆
Comment by Sarah — 20 October 2005 @ 11:49 pm
Oh Tarly!!!!!!!!!!!! Didn’t sculpt it this time then?
Lije is really into his LeapPad again atm too 🙂 Maybe they could compare books rather than penises next time we see you? 😉
Comment by Alison — 21 October 2005 @ 12:12 am
Buzz hasn’t discovered the LeapPad and the girls gave up on it yonks ago. Sounds like I should did it out for him.
Please say she didn’t sculpt it this time!
Comment by Roslyn — 21 October 2005 @ 8:19 am
no poo sculpture fortunately, clearly she needs a partner in crime for such pursuits!
And that would be a far more socially acceptable I’ll show you mine… game for Life and Davies wouldn’t it, particularly as there will be a far wider audience next weekend!
Comment by Nic — 21 October 2005 @ 9:14 am
She does poo sculpture???
I hope you weren’t disparaging- it sounds like Tarly has her finger on the pulse of contemporary art 😉
And I can’t believe she used the bin- not because of the ‘eugh’ factor but because of the *incredible* initiative she must have 🙂
Comment by Heather — 21 October 2005 @ 6:23 pm