sorry all. It’s all this work I’ve got to do, I’m afraid.
Anyway, to recap, yesterday we went to the nursery reunion. Bit of a damp squib I’m afraid, all of three children present, we were half an hour late and the other parents had to leave 45 minutes after we got there. 🙁 Had to do the whole home education conversation again, yes it’s legal, no you don’t have to teach them as such, no you don’t have to follow the national curriculum, or get permission, or be a teacher yourself… and then we had the “but they’ve come on so much since they started school” what with home work and all.
No comments to be made there, I can’t really think of anything to say 🙁
We popped to Hobbycraft and Big W looking for those funny clip things that you push through the paper then fold back so that the paper can turn round them – Big wants to make a clock to help her learn to tell the time, and I wanted them to hold the hands on. Anyone know what they are called – I can’t look them up without a name.
Home and couldn’t keep Small awake in the car, so he stayed awake til 11.30 then fell asleep on my knee after screaming at me for a while, so that was helpful.
This morning was group, and I took my paper aeroplane making stuff, to discover that the leader I’d arranged to do it with wasn’t there, and didn’t appear to have mentioned it to the other leader, who’d brought an activity herself. So that was good. Not that many of the children seemed particularly interested anyway. 🙁 Nice to catch up with a couple of ppl though – yoohoo Claire!
After that popped up to Barbara‘s for an hour, and Big had a complete meltdown when it was time to go. Right down to the sobbing “I hate you horrid mummy” as I took her to the car. So that was nice.
Now they are vegging to Dora, and I’ve got jacket potatoes baking in the oven. The new mattress arrived this morning (as I was running round like a headless chicken trying to get ready to go out) so once I’ve got the children sat down with food I’m going to go sort out the bed. Woohoo!




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Brads – those funny clips things 🙂 (well that’s what I call them anyway).
I hate those HE conversations – you’re right there really isn’t anything to say. Enjoy the mattress 🙂
I’m pretty sure they’re just called paper fasteners …. yeah, Viking agree with me – it must be so 🙂 Would have thought Smiths/Staples/Rymans would have them, near the paper clips, treasury tags, etc.
Yo babes! I got the feeling that there was a general level of apathy today at the group, and not sure why. Did they put the mattress where you wanted it or was it left in an awkward place? I have visions of you trying to haul said mattress around the house but failing miserably 😉
They’re paper fasteners, they come in packs of about 80, which means we have about 78 left over, so if you can hold on till the weekend I’ll give you a handful then
Mmm – yes, thanks for the muffins too. I’m glad you popped by. Hope the mattress lives up to expectations
I was talking with Jonathan the other day about the whole ‘Look how much they’ve come on since they started school’ thing. I have one friend who makes very defensive comments in that vein frequently, so I’m quite sensitive to it, and when someone at church said something similar about his son who started school 7 weeks ago and since then has been much more creative works of art it got me thinking.
I think my main issue with it is the disempowerment thing, the subtext often seems to be “aren’t we lucky we have these professionals to develop our children for us”, with perhaps little awareness of what a rich developmental time age 4-5 is in any reasonable environment.
I’m amazed at the development I’ve seen in C since her friends started school, but we see it as a continuum and in greater detail. It’s hard to say that to schooled-friends’ parents though.
Absolutely agree, Jan – and of course schooled parents notice it because all of a sudden their children are being exposed to wholly different things, which aren’t in the usual family experience. Not sure that’s a good thing, myself.
It’s hard to say anything without it sounding like you believe one thing is better than another though, I find. There are very few people who I can talk about it honestly with, anyway.
Anyway, hope you have a great night’s sleep on that new mattress, Jax 🙂
I always called them paper-split pins – and only the other day I was wanting one for something although I have not got a clue what now (could have been a jointed skeleton actually!)
I was reading today in Junior (don’t ask why I was even reading it – ever so often I pick it up in Sainsburys and always but always get pissed off with the content of it!) abour ‘wrap around’ childcare ‘ schooling and the phrase which sprung to mind was ‘taking the parenting away from the parents’ really…think I’d quite like to follow through with the parenting aspect on my two actually.
Hope you have a good nights sleep – new beds all round on the blogring eh?
ps your comments box is doing that thing again 🙁
I thought you were brave to go in the first place. And I hate the questioning, and the way everyone wants to tell you how much their child LOVES school. Well, I’m glad they do – I actually like most of these kids, I wouldn’t want them to be miserable. But I would never dream of saying “oh but they miss out on so much by being at school all day. And yet other people feel free to make that type of comment to me. Sigh. Posh bed – wouldn’t dare have backache on that one 🙂
My goodness to Joyce’s final comment above !!! That is so true!!! (about the missing out stuff and about the posh bed LOL!)
Jax, I squirmed reading your post. I think I’m currently losing a really deep friendship over the fact that I’m home educating … and not because she doesn’t think it’s a good idea. Perhaps it’s because she takes it as criticism in terms of what she is not doing? Not sure, but it’s getting very difficult to hear that I’m trapping my kids into an unfledgable situation! And even more difficult to see the “you can fool yourself if you like, but…” expressions. These are unanswerable too!
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