Found it!

Took some doing, but I finally located “Family Circle” Easy Sweaters: 50 Knit and Crochet Projects and returned it to the library this morning. It only cost £5.26 in fines 😳 , all the more annoying as I neither created anything from any of the patterns, nore got organised enough to copy any patterns out.

Oh well, let’s face it, I’m never going to clothe my family in hand crocheted garments, even supposing they’d hold still long enough to consider the concept! 😀

So this morning consisted of major excavation, during which I also located a number of books for returning to other ppl, as well as a couple of books I bought a while ago, and had forgotten I’d bought. More 😳 Still, at least I found And the Skylark Sings with Me: Adventures in Homeschooling and Community-based Education before I got around to absent mindedly buying it again! And now that I’ve remembered I’ve got it, all I have to do is read it…

Took the final remaining one of Big’s library books back, and armed with only one of their library cards, allowed them 20 minutes to choose books. Small is funny in the library, he really enjoys looking at books, but as soon as you start gathering them up to put into our rather wonderful home educators bookbag, he gets all stressed and starts putting them away again.

Oh, nearly forgot, he made a bit of a grammatical leap this morning. He’s been forming sentences of the “me ready”, “me do it”, “me up” kind of style for a couple of days now, and this morning, he was following me about, saying “me ready, me ready, me ready” then suddenly there was this pause (longer than his usual pause between words, each word is clearly spoken with a break in between at the moment, I find it rather cute 😉 ) and then he said “I (pause) ready”. Well, I thought it was big. 🙂 So I went to tell Tim, and of course he followed me. As I was explaining, I said “and he said ‘me ready’ ” and an indignant little voice butted in: “no! I ready!” So that was nice and clear then :grin:.

Where was I? Oh yes, the library, and then on to Morrisons. Cheques to pay in, so that Big can have her birthday money from Grandfather and buy herself a bike. Also wanted to get her some long socks so that she could wear the birthday trousers that another friend bought her (she currently only has boots, not shoes, and won’t wear boots with short socks, so couldn’t wear her trousers). Home with sausage rolls for a rapid lunch before dashing up to West Yorkshire to join in with an ‘off the path’ celebration of their newest family member. Big bizarrely decided that she *wasn’t* going to change into the new socks and new trousers and she also wasn’t overly happy about the church aspect of the afternoon, but she got a lot happier once we got back to the house.

So that was our day. Rather enjoyed listening to music in the car on the way home, discovering that neither of the children like Dido, Life for Rent, but Texas, White on Blonde, is acceptable. Especially as Tim had already told Big about a concert we went to before they were born, and apparently music played at that concert is automatically much more acceptable to her. Odd child. Managed to slot in a library book, Snarlyhissopus, when we got home, and they’ve gone to sleep listening to a Winnie the Pooh tape. Well, Small has gone to sleep, apparently Big was still writing her diary when Tim came down. Wonder where she gets that from 😉