It’s way too late to start blogging but I suspect I won’t get round to it tomorrow. I’ve just spent an hour or so getting on to Facebook and trying to understand what the hell it’s all about. I feel more and more like my mum in the mid 80s when we got a video recorder for the first time… Anyway, blogging I get.
Monday was a very busy session at MMs – one of our home ed groups. MMs was first started back in the summer of 2004 and has grown, shrunk, grown and changed since then. We were having an ‘open week’ – where new people come along to see what they think – and five new families turned up! After MMs I took Leo over to the grandmothers’ house, where he treated them to taped episodes of Doctor Who.
Pearlie went to Kids’ Club (another home ed group that runs at the same time as MMs) where they started a new project on deserts.
Dani and Leo went for a walk in
Tuesday was my birthday, so I was woken by kids bearing gifts. They bought me chocolate (can’t go wrong there) and Dani bought me a lovely shirt (charity shop find!) and The Writers and Artists Yearbook 2007. (It’s great browsing through the list of magazines but I don’t think I’ll bother submitting anything to The War Cry.) I had lots of other lovely gifts from family and friends – so thanks to you all. Our kitchen looks like a rather swish florist shop.
The kids had Squeezebox (music) sessions around lunchtime. They are both practising a lot at the moment and their band is sounding good.
We had a brief moment all together at tea time for the consumption of Dani’s yummy courgette cake and then she took P off to swimming.
Pearlie has been battling a cold this week but has, true to form, been quite determined to stick with all her usual activities. Yesterday night she ended the day cuddled up in her bed with me – attemping linear equations with her eyelids drooping!
Wednesday was a day of very swift ‘mummy change over’ at lunchtime. Dani finished work at 12pm and I had to be at work, happy and helpful on the enquiry desk, by 1pm. The kids and I decided on a game of Monopoly in the morning. Pearlie pulled a master stroke during play. I bought
Once I’d left for work, Dani and the kids managed a packed afternoon of activities – library, swimming and capoeira. This pattern is rather tiring but the kids love the opportunity to go swimming every week. I’m not enjoying the fact that I miss the library trip – so I’m working on the kids for another trip on alternate Fridays to a branch library. They also managed to fit in a quick visit to cousin S to drop off birthday Sylvanians. (These were penguins! Sylvanian Penguins??)
Thursday was Kids’ Club for both P and L. Dani was on the rota as parent helper so she went too. They are working on a project on houses, which today involved model making. Leo was working with two boys of a similar age and that seemed to work well (he wasn’t sure last week!), which was very encouraging. Pearlie was working in another group – also happy and productive. Dani said that the atmosphere was calm and focussed. One of the boys from Kids’ Club, and his mum, gave a talk all about the Earthship they have been building in
I went to town to browse in Borders with birthday vouchers. I found it extremely difficult to make any decisions at all and had to be very disciplined to stop myself looking at things the children would love. I bought two books of short stories in the end – one by Jackie Kay and one by A.L. Kennedy. I’ve still got some money left to spend, which is a wonderfully rich feeling! It was painful to stop reading the Jackie Kay book and force myself in to work. I couldn’t help resenting everyone and everything that was keeping me from the book. I’m hoping to get lots of time with it tomorrow – and the other one!
Dani had to go into work this afternoon for a meeting, so my mum came to help us out in our hour of childcare need. Apparently they all played cards which involved a slight sulk and then a wild roaring noise. I had hoped that my mum would have a quiet couple of hours with them…
Anyway, must sleep as I have to take the kids shoe shopping tomorrow. This will be the usual hideous exercise for poor P, for whom there are never shoes that fit. But we must go as P and I compared feet yesterday and she’s overtaken me! Leo is determined that nothing other than a new pair of Converse will sully his feet (he has to be in convincing Doctor Who costume at all times) and there doesn’t seem to be a shop that stocks his size at the moment… Oh, the joy of it.
BTW, we are also embarking on a family viewing extravaganza of the ‘7 up’ series of programmes, which I’ve borrowed from work. The kids were fascinated and somewhat appalled by the kids on the first programme (from 1964) – especially some of what was said about black people.