"I don't want to play!"

Does that mean I’m winning? 😉

A better day, despite being so tired that at points I was losing temperature control and doing the hot cold thing. Another night for me on the camp bed to recharge I think.

Big was a bit later up than normal, and I got up as soon as she did. Apparently she’d stayed in her room, because “Daddy said he’d come down with me and do different things, and I don’t want to do different things”. Hm. And there was us thinking that it was the sitting attached to the tv on a morning that was setting us up for problems later. As it was they both pretty much sat through two repetitions of everything on cbeebies (which drives me nuts, but if I turn it off I get tantrums, and I’m really not up to dealing with tantrums) then eventually it was lunch time.

After lunch I pulled myself together a bit and we started some art and crafts. Bit of crochet (didn’t go too well, the scarf I’m trying to make as a present just doesn’t look up to much) and some silk painting. The silk painting took way longer than I expected, we took a break for me to bung tea in the oven, but we were still at it for well over an hour. Which is what gave rise to my blogpost, when I asked her to just go and play for a minute while I sorted out tea. I dunno, ever get the feeling you just can’t win?

In and amongst today we’ve looked at family trees, discussed world news, looked at maps, and she’s done colouring, workbooks and occasionally played. Small got some one to one time on the teletubbies site, which he loved, and when I said I would set up his train track so that he could play while we were painting, he was there getting the pieces out instantly. He loves his trains, loves his cars, but I really wish he’d consider talking to us – I know he understands us, but speech is something he just doesn’t want to do atm. Shame. I’m looking forward to conversing with him.