Maddy has got to the end of the introductory books in the Roger Red-Hat series. She is sort of reading, in the strange but now recognisable stage which goes something like “I can read so long as it is only within this reading scheme where i can predict the story by recognisable pictures and i’ve seen the words on every page of the book.” But it is a start and she is SO happy to be doing it and so motivated, so i really can’t complain. She is very different to Fran; she makes clever and sensible guesses, listens to the sense of what she is reading, tries out words without prompting to see if she gets it on her own and so on. And she knows all the sight words so far and CAN spot them elsewhere. All of which is only interesting to me in itself, i know the net effect will be two readers, but it amazes me to see such a completely different experience taking place.
Maddy has also been doing another kit that she got for her birthday, a glass painting sun catcher thing. In fact, if we do hair braids this week i think we’ll have done our best ever usage of given kits week EVER! The paints for this particular kit had dried up but luckily i had found a set of glass paints from opitec (opitec clean for 3 years now, have i mentioned that?) in the cupboard the other day. She blew me away with her careful patience and did each colour separately, second coats of pain, washed her brushes and generally had a lot of fun. It was nice to see her doing something of her own, not just a part of all of our day and not doing something where i was trying to get Fran to do it too. Maddy is really coming in to her own and at the moment, i feel like she is deserving of and using most of, my attention. And if she carries on the way she is going, she is going to help me achieve my goal of emptying the craft cupboard by the end of the year.
She has also written and drawn a picture and message for thank you cards, which we must get out this week. 2 weeks is a bit too long, but it has been SO busy!
Fran and i got out some Jolly Phonics books and she picked out the joined up letters pages and did some of that, then a bit more of her knitting. She’s played a lot though we have had a talk about the fact that i ‘m not prepared to slip into a “i don’t want to do anything but play” lifestyle. That just isn’t how it works around here. Given i still feel pretty weak and wobbly though, i think we’ll not be doing much else this week. It was SNOWING here this morning! I so don’t fancy going out in that.
Amelie has pootled, computed and done this and that. She’s a bit PJish today, not sure why. But she and Josie are matey, when they aren’t yelling at each other.
I ended up getting COMPLETELY annoyed when i went back to their room after being told for the 10th time since Saturday it was tidy and finding it still the same tip. So i lost it, dumped all the crap in the middle of the room and shut them in there till they fixed it. Which they did. Once they stopped shaking. Who says you don’t get results with fear? 😳
I am so utterly fucked over with being ignored and abused by the ungrateful people in my life. I’m turning into a person i don’t like and now i’m turning back into a mother i don’t like. I don’t want any of it anymore. I’m actually only interested in being nice to people and people being nice to me. Apparently it is a completely pointless life philosophy. Peoples feelings are feelings whether right or wrong, unless they are mine, in which case apparently they don’t count. or are always wrong. ARGH. I can stand it from the world at large, but just some basic recognition from my flipping children would be nice. I’m glad the page full of the candle and glass painting Bakerross order crashed now. They can do without (moment of frugality lapsing went on there). And as for the fact that they CRIED last night, because it was me cooking their tea not Daddy…. oh FFS.
Oops – lost all sense of proportion 😳
Having thrown a tantrum over the room, i’ve banned tv and computer for the rest of the day, so they’ve been playing with Lincoln Logs and Maddy has gone to tidy her cupboard after i threatened her with maths and she said “oh yes pleeeeeease Mummy” – then i couldn’t find her book and wanted to blog. Blog or the spleen full of bile comes and gets you 👿
Kessingland, if the woman calls me back, is aiming for 10th -17th June. When i know more, so will you. I’ll be opening the book on what people would like to volunteer to do for it when i’ve got it confirmed.
Now, someone remind me, if you “have a bad day” does that mean tomorrow is great, or does that particular rule of HE life only work the other way around. Let me guess. I know just how my life works. 🙄
(Oh god, i just got a spam comment telling me i had a nice website and i’m so depressed i nearly approved it, just so someone had said a random nice thing to me today!)
Tomorrow should be great, I promise 😉
My girls are going to be shut in their room to tidy it in much the way you describe just as soon as their annoying friend from school goes home this afternoon!
On the upside, great news about Maddy’s reading and I love her crafty stuff too 🙂
Excellent reading Maddy 🙂
So did they actually *get* any tea yesterday? I might have thrown it in the bin in a moment of tantrum. Hope proportion is restored in the morning xxx
I just *know* that the week of the 10th June is going to be great weatherwise…..the first year we were there was a heatwave, wasn’t it, when the tents were all along that path bit?
ooh, sounds like a great week for a camp!
looking forward to booking my hols
Um I’ve had a similar day with tidyness! Will blog it later, I need a ranting blog I think!!!
They got their dinner rather late, after i had done the blogring GOOD!
Joyce the Weather Fairy. Consider yourself appointed 🙂 You can pick your own colour and style of thing that comes out of your wand.
((hugs)) bad day syndrome is pretty awful, mostly it does follow with a really good day so I will be sending posi-vibes for tomorrow.
Had to chuckle at the tantrum over the cooking of tea, though I know its no fun at the time. We have tantrums over knives and forks being the wrong way round,FFS does it matter,lol? (apparently it does *rolls eyes*)
Thats great about Maddy’s reading. We are in about the same position too. we’re plodding on with ORT at the mo which Emma can read but I
feel like thats ALL she can read.Are the ‘Roger Red Hat’ series still available to buy?
they are really old Carol, me, max and alison all remember them in our schools! i’ve googled but can’t see anything but will have another look 🙂
Everybody!!!
Where are the (((()))) when you need them the most
You press the wrong button and your blog post is lost
They tell me your computer screen fades to grey
They tell me your web access has gone away
And I don’t need no carryin’ on
You go to HE group so you can socialise
You just meet loads of weirdos in �normal folk� disguise
You tell me your life is played out on line
You’re falling to pieces everytime
And I don’t need no carryin’ on
Cause you had a pants day
You’re taking one down
You blog fourteen times just to turn it around
You say you don’t care
If your kids can�t read and write
But then you spend all your money on curriculums from sonlight
You had a pants day
The camera don’t lie
So you flickr your photos to prove you�ve got a life
You had a pants day
You had a pants day
Well you need a trip to the library
Take your new bookbag so all can see
You Home Educate your kids
You had a pants day
You’re taking one down
You blog fourteen times just to turn it around
You say you don’t care
If your kids can�t read and write
But then you buy in Pre K from the sonlight
You had a pants day
The camera don’t lie
So you flickr your photos to prove you�ve got a life
You had a pants day
(Oh.. Holiday..)
Sometimes your whole life goes on the blink
And and you think you�ll send them off to school
It doesn�t seem worth all the blood, sweat and tears
And at least you could have a life of your own
But what would you do with it, anyway
So where is the passion when you need it for you
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and get dog shit on your shoes
Cause you had a pants day
You’re taking one down
You blog fourteen times just to turn it around
You say you don’t care
If your kids can�t read and write
But then you buy in Pre K from the Sonlight
You had a pants day
You’ve had lots of ((cuddly vibes))
And how does it feel for one more time
You had a pants day
You had a pants day
Just feeling the frustration. Being a mom isnt easy. You have all my sympathies!
Nic, it is JUST so good.
(Though if we hadn’t listened to it 4 times in 20 minutes today, i’d have liked it even more!) Mummmeeeeeee…. put the bad day on….mummmeeeee *kicks back of seat* ….i want magic is lost…
Aah – i do love Amelie.
it says in the pm hand book that good days always follow bad-so today is bound to be a good one!
The ‘One, two, three away’ Collins reading series that did Roger Red Hat etc is in Tesco extra now, Amazon have some too.
Elderfairy – i had to go and see what you mean about insensitive comments- and now i see what she meant about not fighting. lol.
i wasn’t ranting at you – i was ranting (7 years on) at the woman who offended me in a Boots Changing Room! But it doesn’t read well, so i shall now go and apologise there – and paste this on your blog too so you know!
And – hurrah for Puddle Inspiration 🙂
Erm..just want to apologise for my insensitive comments on the thread about breastfeeding. Erm..and that I think you are a wonderful mother and often think about how wonderful you are (yes I know, scarey spooky stalker type person), but I actually found the ring from getting muddle puddles off google and reading your blogg for a while and thinking “Wow”. Then I realised – shit! there’s more of them and started reading the blog ring. Anyway, I was just struck by how wonderful you are as a mother and that includes your honesty and energy. I really admire you (scarey stalker stuff again) and well, I won’t beat about the bush, the fact is that reading your blogg was the beginning of a whole tide of events that changed our life for the better and continues to support us even though our life is pretty mean and hard at this point. Look, I mean…I hope you feel better about yourself.