Chocolate, work, garden, chocolate, pasta, chocolate…

are you spotting a theme?

Home today, and reached spitting point at the television very quickly. So turned it off, and lo and behold, the two bored, irritable children suddenly discovered lots of toys and how to play with them!

Big built Small a traintrack incorporating his newest additions (a Wooden Railway System: Stop & Go Station and an extra Light & Sound Police Car) I’m sure there must be some educational value in that, not least in the negotiating skills she develops to manage her little brother 😉

They also found some more of their Easter stash, and giving up completely on the rationing concept, I decided it was better if it all got worked through, so they ate lots of chocolate. Maths when they were sharing? Straws, I’m grabbing at straws here aren’t I?

After a belated lunch and a brief visit from mother, they rediscovered the garden, and spent hours out there. Small couldn’t find any socks, but was thrilled to discover he was allowed out in bare feet. Wouldn’t have thought it was warm enough myself, but they seemed to enjoy it. Was rather a struggle getting them to come back in for tea in fact.

Tea was late, bath was a lot shorter than it should have been, although I did manage to get them to scrub their feet ;), and then off to bed. Trying to persuade Small to wear pjs we got into a discussion of belly buttons, as you do. I pointed out that I had one just like him.

“No”.

“No? I do, here it is.”

“No. Mine circle.”

“Oh right. And what shape is mine?”

“Rectangle.” (although it did take him two attempts at the word for me to understand what he was saying.)

Now where has he learnt that from? I know that he’s spent lots of time at school this week doing Montessori letter activities – in fact I’m told that yesterday he spent nearly two hours on it. They kept offering him other things to do, and he didn’t want to know, so he spent 2 hours working on about 4 different letters. (Not sure I’d have had the patience to keep it up for 2 hours tbh either.) Not sure whether they’ve done anything much with shapes with him, but he’s obviously picked it up from somewhere. The lack of speech (although it’s improving in leaps and bounds atm) has meant I’m not always aware of what he’s taking in, because I don’t get the instant feedback I used to get from Big when she was small (iyswim) I know I shouldn’t compare my children, and I do endeavour not to, but there are some bits it’s next to impossible to not remark on.

Anyway, I’ve now spent ages wittering on, completely forgotten most of what I wanted to say, and desperately need to go off and get my exercise routine started. And then I’ve work to do. What a surprise.

ETA – remembered that Big played the piano for a while as well. Still quite pleased with how she’s coming on with that.


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