Small didn’t want to go to school this morning, so he went back to bed and Tim brought him in later. That seemed to work fairly well as when he did appear he was in a lovely sunny mood. Big then lost it five minutes later when we realised that her wellies were in Tim’s car, and apparently her shoes were suddenly far too tight for her to wear. So that added the prospect of a trip to a shoe shop this evening to what was already stacking up as a busy day.
Another interview, office based day, paperwork, new child, and an hour long conversation with the NAGC helpline adviser (who turned out to be a trained Montessori teacher who had previously run her own nursery, so at least we had plenty of common ground!) and suddenly my day had nearly vanished – rounded it off with a run out in the minibus as I’m driving it on Thursday for our first outing 🙂
Collected the kids and whipped off up to the White Rose Centre to find a Clarks shop – only took about 40 minutes to get both kids happily togged up in there :wall: Honestly, I felt like I should tip the woman serving us handsomely, as she maintained a sunny demeanour as she lied through her teeth to Small (no I’m sorry, we don’t have those in your size) and coaxed Big into making a decision about shoes. Then we went into Marks to see if I could find something I’d be happy to wear as my sole cardigan is deeply horrid and I don’t like wearing fleeces to school, don’t think they look smart enough really, but Big said everything I tried on looked terrible so I put them all back again 🙁
Final stop was in Smiths to spend some of my giftcard – bought Small Fantastic 4: Rise of the Silver Surfer Annual 2008: Rise of the Silver Surfer Annual (Fantastic Four Annual)
for 99p, and picked up a rather lovely hardback copy of Party Shoes
for Big. Although I might read it too 🙂
Rounded off the evening by getting lost on the way home from the White Rose, adding at least 10 minutes to what should only have been a 20 minute journey. So by the time we got back I was shattered and the children were frayed, but bowls of shreddies all round rescued the evening and they went off to bed. Tim has fed me comfort food (fried eggs 🙂 ) and I’m feeling much better now, although I shan’t be doing that again in a hurry!
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