Aargh, what a long day and it isn’t over yet. Our home education lesson for the day is “why we shouldn’t put Sindy’s hair bobbles on our thumb…” As you can imagine, the thumb in question swelled up nicely, and I didn’t see it at first, then thought she’d trapped it. Dp realised what it was, but couldn’t get her to hold still so that he could cut it off – took both of us holding her after I’d explained what would have to happen if she didn’t hold still (a trip to casualty and no party tomorrow). We’re all wandering around looking a bit shocky, although there doesn’t seem to be any lasting damage, and it has rather brought the day down.
Other than that we’d had a pretty good day. Dd is understandably hyper, but nothing particularly horrendous, and we’d had friends round for a low key birthday cake and tea celebration. Off to deal with the party bags now. And have a very strong cup of tea I think.
