I was just thinking about you...

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Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Elwood again sleeps in his own bed all night and cannot wait to move the trains on his reward chart towards Tidmouth sheds. And that's another win for the parents. 

Woody is a ray of sunshine this morning.  We have brekkie together and chat.  It is brought to my attention that not only have I been banging on about my new yoghurts on the blog, but I must have been to Woody too.  He says, 'how are you enjoying your yoghurt today’.  It’s sticky date flavoured, and it is super dooper.

Woody and I then do his homework, counting clocks in the house.  We also write a message on a picture for his teacher, and pack his fruit and vegetable diary homework.  He gets ready for preschool with no fuss at all and gets another train moved on his chart.  He is a happy little train lover.

Woody then plays in his room which involves stuffing a lion into a rocket whilst I get ready and pack his lunch.

Noah, Woody and I leave for preschool and Woody is delighted to be there.  He cannot wait to see the teachers and they look equally as delighted to see him.  I manage to put my name down to volunteer at a sausage sizzle and I think, join a parent committee.  We say our farewells to Woody he is absolutely fine and just wants to go show the teachers his homework.  That’s my boy!

Noah and I swing by the shops and I trick Noah into going for coffee.   We read through the brochures for a local school and make a list of lots of neurotic parent type questions and then head over to the school for our viewing.  We are easily pleased as we are smitten with the school when we see all the kid’s artwork in the office.  The Deputy Principal shows us around and she is super lovely and helpful and we wish she could be Woody’s teacher.  There is so much positive stuff about the school, but quite frankly, we are struggling with the idea of our baby boy going out into a big school.  We like the security of kindy:  signing him in and out, the intercom, the gates, the fences, the small numbers, and the supervised play - this makes Noah and I feel safe.  We do not feel ready to be sending Woody out into the big, wide playground.  I sense the deputy is sensing this, as I run through my bullet point list of questions. She says, ‘I take it this is your first child going to school’.  I am busy reading a lot into this comment and getting offended when Noah replies, ‘Yes, our child will be the one wrapped in both cotton wool and bubble wrap!’ So overall, we like the school a lot but it needs more fences and higher fences if Noah and I are ever going to be able to leave him at school.  I sincerely have heartburn just thinking about it.

Back at home, we work on an application for Noah, I sort out Woody’s immunisation records at last and then we eat.  I do some cooking and get some boring jobs done off the list.   And then it is time to get the Woody.

He has had a brilliant day at school and when I arrive he says ‘I was just thinking about you’.  Fabulous boy.  I ask him about his day and he says ‘I didn’t have a little sulk today’.  Good news.  I leave Woody outside to play and pop inside to get his stuff and to chat to the teachers.  They tell me about Woody’s brilliant day.  They tell me he is playing well with other children and making some friends.  I feel happy and proud.

I also chat to the ladies about the local schools and get some good insider info.  I go back into the playground to collect Woody and he is being pushed on a swing by a little girl about half his age and half his size.  Elwood looks very happy with this arrangement.

In the car, Woody says he fancies going on a picnic in the park.  So we head to the park and he has a bike ride and climbs the hill he went up yesterday to eat his afternoon tea.  We are both blissfully happy.    After a while we head back to the water and have a swim and tries to join another family. 

Back on the bike, and Woody rides back to the car.  He is shattered.

We get home, and Noah heads out to the surf club for the birthday draw.  I bath and feed Woody and then he asks if he can just go to bed because he is so tired. 

Really he sits in bed waiting for Noah to come home.  Noah does not win the birthday draw but he gets Woody off to sleep so he is still a winner.  I chat to Leonie on the phone, which for some reason makes me fancy a glass of wine.

And then I get back to blogging, Noah is working.  It is hot hot hot.  But we crack on.  Mountains to move etc.

Finally, happy birthday to my lovely sister Hayley.  She has a leap year birthday – so these days are few and far between for her.  Have a fabulous day! x

Good night, good friends.
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