Sunday, 7 September 2014

P Starts School

Put the girls to bed on time for the first time this holiday and then it hit me, this was the last day of having a child with me at home and I have been crying since.

It's just gone 11pm and I have been looking at photo's of the kids since 8:30pm, this blog helps remember events but the bits in between seem foggy.
So here goes a mega photo dump of P's personality.



I found a 100 photos of this dinner time, that is gravy down her legs.
She basically has just made a mess from the day we brought her home.

It's been her job since she was squat to put the milk bottles out, yep, glass! Opens the front door empties the water into the plant and leaves them by the mat. Very grown up.



G locked her in one of those secure baby holders whilst he helped T in the loo. Not happy once harnessed down.


 I hate getting the paints out. Trying to swim like a mermaid, Tears which I won't miss and this last one is me trying to have a quiet wee early in the morning.


























If I am honest I've not really got much done since she arrived! Never mind.


I can't believe I am so upset.

It has been a couple of weeks of putting uniform together and sewing on labels and buying shoes. I thought what a relief it would be to have some time to myself to concentrate on anything.
Actually it's the end of a chapter. There is no baby number three so this is it. Full time education.
And it sucks.



I think it's going to be sunglasses at the school tomorrow, I think it's going to kill me.

CM


Tuesday, 26 August 2014

In the Garden after the Winter

We have a small town garden that is rubbish for children. There isn't much in there but we are rather good at clearing down in Autumn so there is less work to do when the good weather comes back.

That was not the case this year, everything needing doing and without warning it was all happening.



Usually such a cheerful lad.

These chairs, two of them, have been in my family for 150 years. Out of everything handed down these are top ten, I've loved them. G says that they are and can be replaced with ordinary directors chairs.
They're not, they're not, NOT! WON"T WON'T NEVER!
Can you see the multiple uprights and the slight recline in the back rest and they weigh a tonne. They are just missing a cricket game.

Very damaged and past repair a sad moment taken to say good bye.




After much hard work it all looked calm again.





Very bad styling to leave the BBQ in the middle of the picture.

We've been really busy over the summer. Hardly spent any time out there and I am sure we have an Indian summer in us yet, but before that happens another day of hard work will be required. A forest has grown up through the brick work, all the flowers and shrubs have reached their peak and passed out. The bamboo could take a lead in Into The Woods and cats have shat on the fake grass.

Work is never done.

CM

Pedulums at Brighton Festival

After her piano lesson much earlier in the year I took T to a freebie at the Circus Street Market. William Forsythe's Nowhere and Everywhere at the Same Time No.2

PENDULUMS and lots of them.

We normally come home straight after lesson but someone has been asking for some mummy and T time, the weather was good, I had some energy so thought, lets go.

T needs a thorough explanation for most things, explaining spontaneity was exhausting.
 



 Initially nervous, but then armed with a set of instructions from the staff she got on with it.



Very happy bunny.


Then getting her out at closing time proved difficult.
I had to draw the line and make her focus on me as she looked a little possessed in the brain.


It appears she plays really well when there are no other children around.
Everyday she asked to go back eventually G took her on the last weekend, but she is still asking, when the answer is can't, she asks if we can go again next year.

Amazeballs

CM


Sisters

I am still so far behind in keeping this record of our days.
I have to do it or I'd forget everything and I don't want that.

These are from the beginning of the summer or maybe even before.




Theatre in the washing line.




This is Freda Lavender. She is the other old girl that lives in our home.



Someone got freckles.

CM

Monday, 18 August 2014

Some Stuff and LOOMS




The beginning of the summer holidays were hot and it was a relief when it cooled down, but now it feels a bit Autumnal out there. Talking with my mum today she agreed but also suggested that there might be an Indian Summer later on. I am not sure I can wait that long.
I have never experienced heat like it.
I think I might want it back. I wore long sleeves and a scarf today. It's August.




P had saved her money for something but once round at the shop spent her money one Loom Bands for T, who had brought seven single bands home from school the previous day.
There was love.
It was sweet but over the following days it resulted in this.



It's a craze and there are small rubber bands all over the house.

CM