Mad Wednesday with added pressure, head messing and stuff. Never going to be my dream day!
I’m torn between refering to the last couple of days, as lets face it I seem to blog everything else, and being all mature and pretending it all didn’t happen. I’m going for the middle ground by just saying that the phone calls, instant messages, emails and comments have been hugely appreciated and really helped me through what has been a very difficult couple of days. Thank You, all of you. And that will be my last reference to it 🙂
So, Tumble Tots for Tarly first thing, which we were late for due to me faffing about and leaving us with a 20 minute window to all get dressed and out of the house! Tarly did really well but she was slightly hampered by Davies sitting in with us instead of outside in the waiting area as usual. He’d had a nosebleed this morning (he gets them a lot and is normally very matter of fact about them) and wanted to sit on my lap. I am often saying how much I love the fact that my two children are so seldom apart so I was surprised by how torn I felt being needed by Davies and feeling I was neglecting Tarly – and indeed feeling that I was missing out by having that precious hour of just me and her with her too. But as it was a competitive activity this week of going as fast as she could round the courses and really challenging with loads of climbing, jumping, balancing and so on she was loving it anyway 🙂
Left there and headed for Sainsburys. We needed bread, some bits for dinner tonight and supplies for my planned activity for group which was on the theme of Volcanoes. Inspired by The Clarkes TV appearance we did the bicarb and vinegar experiment 😉
Home for lunch where David the Thank You Neighbour caught me and the kids in the garden singing and dancing along to You’ve Had a Bad Day! Ah well, I guess we’ll be getting some sort of floral tribute for our performance 😉
Headed back out to group where we had a very good session actually. I’d taken plasticine so while some of the others set up their activities I led the children in making plasticine volcanoes which we then filled with bicarb and food colouring and the children shook vinegar over their own creations – works like a dream every time!
There was also sticking of craft paper and tissue paper and cotton wool to make volcano scene pictures (as ever Davies astounded me with his aptitude for these sorts of tasks), decorating cookies and some general volcano information type stuff.
Towards the end the children had morphed into a group worthy of hoodies and ASBOs as they marauded the place yelling (quite possibly led by my own little angels!) so while the other grown ups tidied up I rounded them up and we acted out the story of the 3 little pigs and the big bad wolf.
Then off again to Gym Bobs for Davies. He did really well too. I enjoyed about ten minutes of reading my Heat magazine while Tarly entertained herself before she demanded my attention so we went and watched Davies learning to do backwards rolls for a bit then did some drawing.
Got home to find Ady already here, having purchased wine and chocolate to make me feel better and already cooking the kids’ tea and hoovering! Love that man 🙂
Davies and I had long chats at bedtime about the sounds that make up words. One thing I have noticed is that if I spelt out something for him verbally he is pretty much capable of writing every letter now and with a little prompting he can spell stuff out too. So somehow he can almost write without being much further along with reading. I always thought they went hand in hand, and I guess they still do, but I kind of thought progress in each skill would be neck a neck.
And that’s been today. Tomorrow we had semi planned to do Fun Junction with Lucy but I’ve not heard from her yet so will speak to her in the morning and if it’s not to be then will probably enjoy a quiet day at home anyway.
Making the kids tea while hoovering with an armful of flowers and chocolates……and I thought Sim was good!
Davies writing skills sound awesome- he would be *very* bored in school doing the letter a week.
Comment by Heather — 13 October 2005 @ 6:07 pm