as I really ought to be in bed. Very tired after another bad night last night – could have been the wind, but whatever it was, didn’t sleep well.
Anyways, usual journey to work, by which you can assume that the kids fought in the back of the car, I tried not to sob as I pleaded with them to stop it, and somehow we all survived anyway. (So thankful they weren’t in the car with me last week, doubt I’d have managed to persuade them back into one yet.)
Dropped them off with Small pretending to be a dog – said to his (new) teacher (directress is such a formal word!) “he’s a big quiet today”
“subdued?” she said, looking surprised/ worried.
“Oh no” I said as he bounced past “he’s just decided not to talk for a bit!”
(Apparently that wore off quite soon 🙂 )
Usual day at work, so we won’t talk about that. Minor frustration when I tried to arrange car insurance for the offered loan car – the aa won’t touch it as it’s not in my name, and the owner isn’t related to me. Grr.
Usual journey to school, apart from the newly sprouted roadworks, which caused me to break my sole resolution (to not be late to pick the kids up from school). Bleargh. And then we were very late leaving school as Ailsa and I were chatting and Small was reading a book with a K. (That’s a person called K rather than a book about the letter 😉 )
[Think I forgot to blog yesterday that Small is really building up to reading now, in a hugely roundabout fashion. He’s been writing words in his book, and he brought it to me, and then read them to me. Except it wasn’t that it was reading you see, he was just telling me what they said :wall: 😆 ]
Ailsa tells me that Small spent most of the day in the elementary classroom today, following a small incident reasonably early on this morning. This was a good thing in his book – he got to do arithmetic and adding and stuff with Ailsa. Not sure how Big felt about it, and I then went on to compound the problem by mentioning that I might train as a montessori teacher. This is not a good thing – she doesn’t want me at school in her place. Not too surprising, but slightly painful to be told anyway.
Brought to mind my relationship with my own mother – I do begin to wonder if it was that she tried and I just never recognised her trying, rather than possible alternatives. Food for thought anyway.
Oh, and there was a message on the answerphone confirming that my car is a total loss, and asking whether I need to go and clear out any personal belongings. Sob.
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