I don’t want to be rushed and fussed.
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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Elwood's swim teacher is off sick today and he has 2 new teachers. Luckily, one lady we have seen at the pool quite a few times and Elwood has chatted to her so he is quite happy to swim and chat with his new teachers.
He does a great job at his lesson, and he knows it. His behaviour is brilliant (although, one brief moment where he ever so discreetly puts his foot in the line where someone else is swimming. It is very subtly done but the teachers do not miss a trick!) Every aspect of his swimming has improved massively and I feel very special when he keeps looking up at me and smiling and giving me the thumbs up
After swimming Woody and I head over to the park and have a picnic. He climbs and plays and is generally just happy. I eat, so I am happy too. Woody and I go for a relaxing walk along the jetties along the way to the playgrounds. Woody says hello to everyone. He does this always. Almost always. Because this morning, a man says 'G’day’ to Woody. Woody does not reply to the man, and looks at me and says, ‘I don’t want to say hello that man, I don’t like the look of his face’. I am pretty sure the man was in earshot. That was a bit embarrassing.
We head to a playground and Woody has a play. Woody makes me get stuck on swings so he can come and rescue me. So that is what we do. It starts to rain a bit, but neither of us mind so we just keep playing.
We head to another park and Woody has a razz about on a zip wire, slide, swings and then I peddle us around on this track which is much harder than it sounds / looks. We have to get back to the car as it is at the other end of the park and our time on the meter is going to run out. So I am attempting to hurry Woody up and he replies, ‘I don’t want to be rushed and fussed’. I was not expecting him to say this. I don’t even know what he means exactly. I was certainly rushing him but I was not fussing over him at all. Every time I try and rush him, it is his standard reply. I must say, I am finding it a tad frustrating.
Just when I finally get Woody moving we see some workmen. It is impossible for Woody to walk past any workman, ever, without asking them what they are doing. So we stop, and chat to the workman who are lifting the top off a drain. Elwood tells them all about the plastic tools he has at home and they chat him through their tools and what they are doing. Woody points to some pliers and says. ‘ My dad has some like that but they are smaller. Yours is much bigger than my daddy’s’. The workman snigger like schoolboys. We say our farewells and hope we have not got a parking ticket.
No parking ticket. Good times. We head home and Woody is over the moon to receive a parcel. He runs around the house very excited before he even opens it. he is very delighted to receive a Fireman Sam magazine with toys from an anonymous benefactor. The magazine is brilliant and Woody plays with it straight away. His expression is priceless. He is over the moon. Thank you! (Joycees?)xxx
We have some lunch and Woody and I read books and he has some rest time, but does not sleep.
Noah is still working and I use Woody’s rest time to razz around and tidy up. When Woody gets back up he watches a little TV and then we make dinosaurs out of Lego. I sulk briefly when I Woody compares my Lego skills to Noah’s, in a less than favourable light, but other than that - we are happy!
Noah heads under the house to check the pump is working
Woody and I make chocolate chip cookies. As usual it is a race to get them in the oven before Woody has eaten all the cookie dough and all the choc chips. Woody has a brief break from cookie making as apparently watching Noah empty the water tank in the drier is more fun. I am outraged. We get the cookies in the oven, and then Woody plays until dinner.
The post comes and there is another parcel for Woody. Woody cannot believe his luck. It is a book from Nanny and Papa and Woody is over the moon! He loves it!
It is very very humid, and Woody sweats his way through his dinner. After dinner, Woody has a bath and for the 2nd time today he tells me he doesn’t want to be rushed and fussed.....
In a bold move, I let Woody have a cookie before he goes to bed. This is crazy, but he is so tired for it to keep him awake too long. Just long enough to cover his room in dolphin stickers – apparently he wants to sleep amongst dolphins?!
And that’s it really. I make some meals for Noah for tonight and for the freezer and we eat dinner.
Noah continues to work and I blog and yawn. Noah is attempting to get a head start on Woody on the cookies. He is going great guns on this.