Matthew seems to be feeling a little under the weather today, he came and cuddled up to me so I ruffled his head;
'I love you' I said to him, he smiled up at me
'I wuv you too... mummy' he said, he has to think carefully about his sentences bless him.
'You're great Matthew' I tell him
'You're great Mummy' he replies just copying my words and swapping the names.
'You're wuvley' he volunteers ( we are still working on L'. Beaming I reply
'Thankyou.'
'Bibbit please, want bibbit' he says smiling and looking me straight in the eye. I wonder did he have his mind on the biscuit tin all along?
I had Lucy weighed earlier as she reaches the grand old age of 2o weeks tomorrow! I was disappointed as she has only put on 80z in 4 weeks and is slipping down the all important growth charts. I have been instructed to start her on solids even though she is 6 weeks too early for this according to the government advice. True my other two were weaned at 20 and 19 weeks so she has done well to reach this point without a morsel. So not long now before I hang up my maternity bra for good and break out low cut tops and slinky dresses which don't look good with breast pads!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Just the Ticket
Yesterday was a busy day even by my family's standards. Next door's daughter turned 4, sickeningly she was born two weeks early on the day I should have been having my own daughter, who decided to arrive two weeks late. Anyway we were off to an indoor play centre for her party. Most Mum's are probably familiar with these places. Tables in the middle of the room, one wall dominated by a cafeteria where you can buy a variety or fried or sugary foods which your child can then work off by climbing on the equipment! In general the kids have fun and get worn out in the process and we Mum's get a degree of peace and an opportunity for some adult conversation! The party finished at 1 but we had to leave a tad early to get to the wonder of the day - a surprise for Heather in advance of her birthday, a trip to Southend to see Lazy Town Live.
We were very diligent and used Mr T's blackberry to check the traffic, it being the hottest day of the year, so far, we knew there would be an exodus to the beach. No problems reported we breathed a sigh of relief and were bowling along rather nicely until we reached the A127 where of course there was an accident, we had just missed its listing on the BBC website.
I will be honest, I lost it ever so slightly, the tickets had cost a small fortune and been purchased a year previously, we had planned a morning at the seaside and travel via train but the party had scuppered that plan and now it looked as if we weren't even going to make it. We crawled along occasionally picking up speed only to have our hopes of a quick journey dashed a few hundred yards further down the road. Luckily we had the trusty A-z, found an alternative route and went as hell to leather as we could in a 30 zone getting to the venue 2 minutes before the show started. The problem absolutely nowhere to park. Out went Mr T with Heather and Matthew as I resigned myself to missing it. Round and round I drove getting more and more despairing as any space I found had five people waiting for it or was far too small to accommodate the ever so necessary 7 seater Chrysler! Eventually I abandoned hope and the car on a double yellow line following the example of many other people!
The kind people at the Cliffs Pavilion had heard about the chaos and delayed the start but by the time I fished Lucy out of the car and shaded her from the sun, hotfooted it to the theatre and visited the ladies, the result of too much soda at the party, I managed to locate the seats. As it was a kids show they let me in for which I was grateful! The show was brilliant and we are already eagerly awaiting the release of tickets for next year. The kids laughed, danced and sang their hearts out and even little Lucy had her eyes as wide as they could open and was immersed in the magic of the stage!
At the end of the show I knew what was going to happen. I got a ticket - I can't complain, was in the wrong so have paid promptly but next time I will definitely go by train. Still a Chinese takeaway, bottle of champagne and all the kids sleeping through provided some comfort!
We were very diligent and used Mr T's blackberry to check the traffic, it being the hottest day of the year, so far, we knew there would be an exodus to the beach. No problems reported we breathed a sigh of relief and were bowling along rather nicely until we reached the A127 where of course there was an accident, we had just missed its listing on the BBC website.
I will be honest, I lost it ever so slightly, the tickets had cost a small fortune and been purchased a year previously, we had planned a morning at the seaside and travel via train but the party had scuppered that plan and now it looked as if we weren't even going to make it. We crawled along occasionally picking up speed only to have our hopes of a quick journey dashed a few hundred yards further down the road. Luckily we had the trusty A-z, found an alternative route and went as hell to leather as we could in a 30 zone getting to the venue 2 minutes before the show started. The problem absolutely nowhere to park. Out went Mr T with Heather and Matthew as I resigned myself to missing it. Round and round I drove getting more and more despairing as any space I found had five people waiting for it or was far too small to accommodate the ever so necessary 7 seater Chrysler! Eventually I abandoned hope and the car on a double yellow line following the example of many other people!
The kind people at the Cliffs Pavilion had heard about the chaos and delayed the start but by the time I fished Lucy out of the car and shaded her from the sun, hotfooted it to the theatre and visited the ladies, the result of too much soda at the party, I managed to locate the seats. As it was a kids show they let me in for which I was grateful! The show was brilliant and we are already eagerly awaiting the release of tickets for next year. The kids laughed, danced and sang their hearts out and even little Lucy had her eyes as wide as they could open and was immersed in the magic of the stage!
At the end of the show I knew what was going to happen. I got a ticket - I can't complain, was in the wrong so have paid promptly but next time I will definitely go by train. Still a Chinese takeaway, bottle of champagne and all the kids sleeping through provided some comfort!
Sunday, July 27, 2008
So touched
Today is my wedding anniversary, six years of wedded bliss. Who knew that when I held Mr T's hand on that cold millennium eve that it would lead to three kids and a life together.
How are we spending this auspicious day - I would like to say we are off for a romantic day, just the two of us but alas we are going to a 4 year old's birthday party followed by Lazy Town Live. At least the kids will be occupied. We are planning on a nice romantic chinese takeaway and bottle of fizz later though!
The thing that has made my day though is that Mr T has written me a poem, so romantic and thoughtful!
That has really made my day.
How are we spending this auspicious day - I would like to say we are off for a romantic day, just the two of us but alas we are going to a 4 year old's birthday party followed by Lazy Town Live. At least the kids will be occupied. We are planning on a nice romantic chinese takeaway and bottle of fizz later though!
The thing that has made my day though is that Mr T has written me a poem, so romantic and thoughtful!
That has really made my day.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Injections Galore
Unfortunately not the kinds that you get before jetting off to somewhere exotic. No these were the MMR boosters and third lot of baby injections for my nearly 4 year old and my 4 month old. I had explained to Heather that we were going to see the nurse and that she would need to be brave as she would have a needle in her arm. She agreed but I think that reality didn't hit until the first injection was plunged into her arm.
To make things worse I had told her she would require two but instead, due to a catch up program she had to have three. She wasn't happy but perhaps the most amazing thing was that when it was all over she was offered a sweet and a sticker. The beam on her face grew wide and she was eager to choose her own sticker, by the time we got home the plaster had become a trophy to show the girl next door.
Lucy on the other hand has shown me what the phrase incandescent with rage really means, she didn't cry when she had her injections because she was hurt but because she was cross. Very cross. Furious in fact. When it was all done and I turned her to face me to give a comforting hug the bottom lip stuck out, and she then cried. Still no more injections for any of the kids for a year or so...
In a totally unrelated topic I was watching some of 'Big Brother' last night out of pure research purposes of course, having plugged in my wii fit this morning I started jogging and flicking through channels. I happened across the Big Brother repeat cleaned up for any pre-schoolers who might happen onto it as well. I managed to view the same portion of the program as I had the previous night and have to admit that the difference in editing really made the characters come across differently. It made me wonder if the same were true of editing of the written word. If two editors read the same piece and make different changes will the meaning change? If so what about the authors intent?
To make things worse I had told her she would require two but instead, due to a catch up program she had to have three. She wasn't happy but perhaps the most amazing thing was that when it was all over she was offered a sweet and a sticker. The beam on her face grew wide and she was eager to choose her own sticker, by the time we got home the plaster had become a trophy to show the girl next door.
Lucy on the other hand has shown me what the phrase incandescent with rage really means, she didn't cry when she had her injections because she was hurt but because she was cross. Very cross. Furious in fact. When it was all done and I turned her to face me to give a comforting hug the bottom lip stuck out, and she then cried. Still no more injections for any of the kids for a year or so...
In a totally unrelated topic I was watching some of 'Big Brother' last night out of pure research purposes of course, having plugged in my wii fit this morning I started jogging and flicking through channels. I happened across the Big Brother repeat cleaned up for any pre-schoolers who might happen onto it as well. I managed to view the same portion of the program as I had the previous night and have to admit that the difference in editing really made the characters come across differently. It made me wonder if the same were true of editing of the written word. If two editors read the same piece and make different changes will the meaning change? If so what about the authors intent?
Sunday, July 20, 2008
WALL.E
Heather was excited, very excited, she was going to the cinema for the first time ever and being taken out for lunch. We managed to locate a Pizza Hut so that was great, the kids not only used their knives and forks but neglected to race around the restaurant like loons! I was amazed as they sat 'butter wouldn't melt' personified. After a tour around the car park we were off to the cinema, managed to pick up the pre-booked tickets successfully and sorted out the ice-cream orders, this was the only downer - it took loads of time to get them but it was worth the wait!
WALL.E was enchanting, my nearly 4 year old loved it and even my 2 year old sat still until about the last few minutes when the ants in his pants got the better for him. As for Lucy she made WALL.E type noises at the screen for about fifteen minutes and spent 20 minutes asleep and for the rest of the time she was attached via the mammary gland! Good job it was dark.
Having, honestly been dreading the visit to some extent lest I spend the time chasing various children or shushing them it was a revelation that they behaved very well. Maybe we'll go again... in six months time!
WALL.E was enchanting, my nearly 4 year old loved it and even my 2 year old sat still until about the last few minutes when the ants in his pants got the better for him. As for Lucy she made WALL.E type noises at the screen for about fifteen minutes and spent 20 minutes asleep and for the rest of the time she was attached via the mammary gland! Good job it was dark.
Having, honestly been dreading the visit to some extent lest I spend the time chasing various children or shushing them it was a revelation that they behaved very well. Maybe we'll go again... in six months time!
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