Wednesday wanderings.

After a jampacked Tues, obviously the next thing to do was have a fun filled Weds too.

Hm.

Not sure that I’ve quite got the hang of this scheduling yet.

Anyway, we started out by dashing over to the next town to drop off my TMA – looked like there was another envelope without stamp on her doormat too 😉 Then we went from there to see Helen-who-lives-near-us (rather than HelenHaricot) for a play/chat/early lunch which was very lovely. Right up until I said it was time to leave, when Small collapsed into a sobbing heap as he hadn’t had chance to go on the trampoline. Apparently the 10 minute warning wasn’t sufficient because the dog was outside, and he’s not as familiar with Helen’s dog as he was with Roxy, so didn’t feel comfortable going outside with her.

Rectified and we stopped an extra few minutes for him to bounce, then I said we had to go or there was no point in going as we were only going to get an hour at group, and Big collapsed in a heap over the idea that we were already late.

Sigh. There are definitely times when you just can’t win. Scraped her back together and suggested that maybe she needed to wear a watch so that she could keep an eye on the time if she wanted to be at places at particular times (and yes, I know I’m making a rod for my back there, alternative suggestions welcome) and headed off to group.

Which she then sulked through, as the other children were playing the same game they had last time we were there and she doesn’t like that game. It is refreshing to be in a place with several other mothers who just accept your children’s behaviour though, even when your children are behaving as badly as they ever do, and not only don’t judge your parenting, recite their experiences of precisely the same thing.

Came home so that she would have time to do her Brownie homework, which obviously involved a certain amount of wailing, then walked her over to Brownies along with her badge book as requested in the previous week’s letter. The assistant Brown owl knew nothing about this – when I said it had been in the letter, she said that that was addressed to parents and she hadn’t read it 😕 Beginning to feel quite concerned about what is going on at that group tbh. Am always making sure that there are other adults around when I drop Big off!

Once she was home, they were fed and put to bed, and then I think Tim and I watched something dire on TV, can’t for the life of me remember what though!