I don’t ever want to leave this place
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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I ask Woody if he has had breakfast. He says that he has. He tells me he got himself a chocolate biscuit for breakfast but Noah had caught him. Interesting.... (Noah brings me up to speed on this later and says he caught Woody sitting at the kitchen bench with a chocolate biscuit on a plate happily munching away until Noah swapped the biccie for cereal.)
Woody and I get ready to go out and we leave the dolphin asleep in his tank
Woody and I go to ‘Move and Groove’ and have a pretty good time. Woody behaves very well, even when some around him are not (smug parent moment). He gets to be the leader in his favourite exercise and all the children have to line up behind him. Woody looks so very proud and I feel glad that his good behaviour has been rewarded with this ‘3 year old honour’.
After we are sufficiently moved and grooved we head over to the library for their kid’s session. We struggle to get a park and I have to drive around the block, get stuck in traffic and finally get a park which Woody then complains is not close enough. Grrrrrrrr.
Inside the library we return our books and then Woody decides he needs to wear his Mickey Mouse costume. Luckily, I have one on me. So, Woody is uncomfortably squeezed into his too small Mickey Mouse costume and we join the book reading session. We missed most of it, but Woody enjoys what we are there for. The craft project is making a crown of pears. This is as strange as it sounds. Woody does not really get into it, and neither do I. We wander off to choose books. Woody is over the moon to find a Mr Benn book
We check out the books and Woody makes some friends. They love his costume and they pretend he is the real Mickey Mouse and then Woody takes his ears off and they mock surprise that he is just a boy. This goes on for quite a while much to the delight of Woody.
Back at home, we get stuck into Lego dinosaurs again. Woody very briefly gets in a bit of a grump and we get him out of it by saying ‘bum, bum, bum’ over and over again. I love 3 year old humour. Woody is in great spirits after that and we both have a ball. We have some lunch and then Woody and I make some scones. Snacks are very important in this house. We cannot run out.
Noah cracks on with work and Woody and I read a stack of Dr Seuss books and then he is asleep. I tidy the kitchen, prepare dinner, half heartedly tidy toys away, and then fold the biggest mountain of clean washing the world has ever known. I weave this magic aided by an audio book.
Woody wakes up. He is delightful and mischief all rolled into one. We finish off folding the mound of washing and we take Woody out so he can run around like crazy. We head to Broadwater park and it is drizzling and blowing a gale. Woody runs around alternating between chasing and being chased by Noah. The rain gets heavier and I retire to the car leaving the fellas to continue the park in the rain mayhem
We call by the shops on the way home and buy; you guessed it, more food. Woody is looking for a red bucket so he wanders around in search of one and asks pretty much everyone who walks past if they have seen a red bucket. He is out of luck on the bucket front.
Noah takes a call and I can see a smile emerging on his face. After a quick chat he lines up an interview for Thursday. Super. Whilst Noah is on the phone, and I am busy eavesdropping, Woody manages to load glue and poster paint into our shopping basket. Rather unhelpfully, the red paint is open so some of our shopping and some of me get covered in red paint. But Noah has an interview in the diary, so we are happy, happy folk.
Back in the car Woody takes Noah and me by surprise by saying, ‘I don’t ever want to leave this place’. You never know with Woody, he could be role playing a book or a show. So we check he is talking about here, where we live. He says yes. He loves it and he doesn’t ever want to leave. He wants to live here. Noah and Woody chat about how great preschool and the park are and I try not to cry happy tears. I look at him and he is really happy
Back at home I cook dinner. Woody has a bath but he is too tired to eat. In fairness we are running 2 hours later than his normal dinner time (eeek). So Woody has a drink of milk and goes to bed.
Noah and I crack on with work / blog and try not and get too excited about the interview.
So, today is a winner. Happy kid, and an interview in the pipeline. Great stuff.
Good dreams folks. x