You have to be careful when talking to literal minded youngsters. Small ended up sobbing on my lap at lunchtime today as he hadn’t had any breakfast. It had not been Tim’s intention to prevent the eating of breakfast when he said Small needed to tidy his bedroom first thing in the morning, as breakfast always happens first, before what’s going to happen first thing, but we forget that if we don’t give the exceptions, he doesn’t take them. You’d think after the time he wet his bed because I told him he wasn’t allowed to keep getting up at night we’d remember 🙁
Anyway, the bedroom did get tidied, and it wasn’t that he was hungry, it was merely that he was very upset at lunch happening without breakfast having happened first as order is very important too. Plus “why don’t ppl mean what they say?” Sigh. I confess to having dropped a couple of tears on his head as he cried on my lap.
And then we had lunch. Which solved pretty much all problems. Apart from the not having watched Prisoner of Azkaban yet, which was very upsetting all round 😉 It was even more upsetting when I had to tell them that I had a doctor’s appt and they couldn’t watch it until I got back 🙂
Fortunately I was first in the appt list this afternoon, so we didn’t get a repeat of the over hour waiting fiasco. And I talked to her about the other doctor I saw, and how he didn’t seem very happy that I’d gone to see him, and apparently he’s pretty much like that. Lovely. The good news is that there’s no wear and tear on my hip, and therefore the diagnosis is sciatica. I’ve had no pain at all since the first day at Melrose, so if I’m happy to just sit on my backside crocheting all day I’ll be fine, and as I’m not, the suggestion is gentle exercise such as yoga or pilates with paracetamol to cover any pain and codeine to back it up if it doesn’t work.
Hm. Lovely. Ah well. And my choose and book follow up on the miscarriage is being transferred to a hospital nearer to soon to be house so as not to introduce a several month delay in the process.
Then I came home and we watched Azkaban. Even I’m slightly annoyed at how different it is to the book, but it didn’t seem to unduly distress the offspring. They were mildly surprised, and I had to explain some of the reasons why, but at least we didn’t have any more tears.
Tomorrow I’m thinking about a trip to old house and Big wants yet again to work out what she can make to sell to buy a DS. I feel I may not have thought this plan through sufficiently. And now I need sleep, which will take a little while, as I started processing one of the heaps in the bedroom and transferred it mainly to our bed. More sighs. Although I did find a pair of age 6 Levis in Small’s hand me down pile that now fit him. Wow, his first Levis. I’m so proud.
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