I’m surrounded by them.
The first is of course the pregnancy one – i’m 16 weeks (well 17 apparently, i had to ring my sister to find out!) and so 16 weeks equals four months – except when you get to 20 weeks you still have 5 months to go! Which does NOT add up to 9 months – however, as i want to savour every last moment of this and its rushing by, i should be glad.
The second is related to socks – and just how many i have bought this year. Its baffling – the more i buy, the more disappear – I’m thinking of making the kids sign them out with a loyalty oath. It worked with apples- i told Fran every time she took one bite out of an apple and then left it to rot, it was just one extra day till we could afford a house of our own – now she eats them to the core!
The third is the last two years – Ammi is two on Saturday and frankly its not good enough. Just who does she think she is getting that big?
The fouth is definitely, definitely the piece of land i visited at the end of my road today, the one where you drive to the end of a dead end behind some shops, go through a door and remarkably discover an enormous adventure playground, small city farm, eco centre, playgroup and after school club – which rather impressively you can register 3 kids at for £52 (for all three) a year and then leave them there as often as you for no extra cost. UMMMM……. How? HOW???? have i actually lived 1/2 a mile from this for a year and not known about it? And how does it even exist, given that the dimensions and placing of it would appear to mean it was actually in the middle of a dual carriageway? Still, they actually said if i want to stay with the kids, given the younger two are too young to really stay alone yet, i don’t have to pay at all. We have volunteered to help at the farm on a monday each week and i’m hoping its gonig to be a good thing – it has all sorts of small pets, chickens, goats, ducks, sheep and an enormous pig – Fran and Moo collected eggs and washed them. Very cool. Talk about falling on your feet.
The fifth is more a bermuda split as it relates to a strange slit in my foot which seems to have one side that dives into my foot like a tectonic plate and the other side that never ever heals up to it but just grows randomly like a spare piece of skin that forgot its purpose in life. Which is definitely to make the sole of my foot complete and watertight and not get infections somewhere near its core – as is the current case (lol at moaning self!)
Ah well…. shame the crud in the house wasn’t disappearing into a slit – and shame i’ve not packed. Still.
Fran and i had a good day today too – we played Zoombini’s Island Odyssey and i humiliated myself by not being able to do the planetarium bit (at all!!!) but had some great discussions about genetics, pollen and breeding on the back of the game. I do like that one. Super cool Zoombini’s!