The girls are despatched (is there a difference between dispatched and despatched, does anyone know?) to my parents. Ammi had a bit of a wobble about being left but not much. Evidently this is a global problem, not just nursery. I acquired Primark nighties (6 nighties and 12 pairs of socks for £13!!!!) so Max will be pleased with my wifeliness. I’ve done as bid 😉
Josie achieved her first drop from top of stairs to bottom today – with somersault, double flip and pike and some extra difficulty points awarded for the full length carpet burns. Whoops. Obviously, she hasn’t learnt from her mistake though. She’s said “Dad-deee” very clearly several times today while asking for Max.
We plan to totally clean and sort the house and send much to tip/dump/ebay too – feel quite energised by the idea. So much for romance.
While in the car, Fran and i had a long talk, since she was in the front to accommodate the crib which was going back to my mum. We covered alcohol, tobacco and drug abuse, poisons, hormones and bodies changing, adults who do cruel things to children and when its okay to keep a secret and when the last thing you should do is keep it secret. Felt like a very grown up conversation. Had a mildly unnerving moment when she told me something that happened at HESFES in the playground when i wasn’t with her, but i *think* it was okay – she doesn’t seem scarred by it anyway. Odd she hadn’t told me, but i’m fairly sure that its because it didn’t make her worried. Slightly shocked by her being given attention by 13 year old boys though, having watched her pull an 11 year old without even trying the other week. (*SHRIEK*) Still, its no matter, she’s going to marry Ernest.
Right, i’ll go make a start. Wish me luck. Its a jungle in here.