Punch and Judy….
Gosh today was hot – suddenly realising how much i am going to like being properly pregnant in June and July for the first time ever ie not very much at all. Also occurred to me that if i go over due, having conceived apparently on January 30th, i could end up having had a pregnancy stretching over 11 months. Can’t imagine what is making me think these things….
Anyway. We were all shattered today having walked our legs off around Silverstone all weekend, mainly due to Daddy and Grandad’s preferred viewing spot being nearly a mile from a toilet. *Rolls eyes* I did rebel eventually, scoop up the children and stomp off to a place more applicable to the needs of the majority!
Girls tidied their room first off, after a rather sketchy start. They did a good job though, i think gradually the point is going in.
Then everyone played in the garden which is a huge sun trap and was very pleasant while i did my own tidying downstairs. Ams was very happily tootling about with me so everyone seemed fine. Max came home for lunch which was lovely.
After that i thought i would continue trying to press Fran for a little more concentration – i don’t exactly know where i am going with this but anyway. First i got her to do a few pages of a handwriting workbook which she happily did and did well. Then i printed out some lined paper for her, wrote out a list of words she has been learning recently and we went through them, and then she practised writing each one several times. When she had done that she she picked one word and she concentrated on writing that out, individual letters and then all together, trying to get the “parts” of the letters in proportion. Over all she stuck at it quite happily for 45 minutes or so, which thought was pretty good. I do wonder about her sometimes – she will read “mat, cat, fat, pat, bat” happily and then get randomly completely stuck on “sat” – i find it quite baffling!
After that she and i found lots of Punch and Judy websites (which i will make into an MP page i think) and then i got out a huge pile of scrapstore stuff and showed her how to create design sheets for some puppets. So she spent a very happy hour with a load of printed out pics of shows and bits of fabric, putting them together to prepare for making some puppets later in the week. I talked to her a bit about working in theatre and how this was a way of getting ideas for a “look” together and she seemed to enjoy that.
After Moo came home they all played water in the garden – it was way too hot for the farm so perhaps we will go tomorrow.
Moo ended the day a little badly by asking Max to help her write then falling out with him because she wanted him to write some enormous imaginary word and he couldn’t/wouldn’t/was baffled. She threw a complete wobbly but we managed to calm her down with some deep breathing (our latest attempt to give her some control over stress) and settled her with a letter jigsaw. Poor old girl. I really felt for Max too because he doesn’t often get to “do” an activity like that and it just all went wrong… sigh…
I’m so tired and my legs ache! But i am feeling quite proud as i apparently now have 1lbs worth of baby and a 2litre coke bottles worth of extra blood/amniotic fluid/baby blood and i am STILL half a stone lighter than when i got to Melrose. Which for 22 weeks is pretty good going i think. I also have a tan which is very nice :~)On the other hand i do seem to have reached a “drink gaviscon from the bottle” stage fairly early….