A lucky escape.

I was just sitting at the table with my laptop reading email. We have shelves on the wall for cds, or I should say we did. One of them just fell off. It just missed me and my laptop and landed balanced on the basket of educational stuff that I’ve been keeping there to hand out if Big ever says she is bored. (She doesn’t say that very often, and usually it’s a code phrase for “I want the tv on”). Nothing appears to be damaged, although I’m now very nervous about the other shelf…

And while I was picking up bits, Small contrived to fall off the climbing frame. He’s fine, whimpered for a bit while I cuddled him, then wriggled to be down and off again.

Our earlier catastrophe was Big discovering exactly why you shouldn’t rush through doors. There might be Small obstacles behind them, resulting in Small with hurt feet and Big with a hurt head where the door bounced back and the handle caught her in the forehead.

I’m not sure how much more of this I can take today!

On the plus side we’ve been to the library, so Big now has her certificate, medal, pen and bookmark from the Rollercoaster reading scheme. Our librarian was lovely with it, sat her down and wrote out the certificate, said congratulations. We’ve been to the co-op for the bits I forgot at Morrisons last night, and I’ve paid my £1 and joined the co-op as well. I’ve got a load of washing out on the line, hoping the showers hold off long enough for it to dry. Since we got back Big has been pouring over the Usborne Farmyard Tales First Word book and trying to decipher words, with increasing levels of success, so I think we may be on to something there.