Well, relatively speaking 🙂
Yesterday was noisy. It started quiet, did fairly well while i wrestled with my new PPI postage account (saving on postage in 2 days an estimated £30!), pootled along nicely during an early showing of Robots which i picked up for a fiver for Xmas and then got found by the Marauder… i mean Josie 🙄 and then did fabulously while everyone did some Explode the Code.
Then Claire and Charlie arrived and much as we love them, they increaded the noise level dramatically, though admittedly it was mainly my children making the noise! Overall they had a nice day, but there was an alarming amount of silliness on all sides, a lot of giggling, a lot of wrestling 🙄 and a lot of throwing stuff. Hm 😆 However, they all had a nice day and we did our best to referee the silliest silliness and not throttle the lot of them. Inbetween times we did our normal amount of business talk and wiped Josie’s nose a lot. WHO brought the cold?????? *she says, arms akimbo and looking over her glasses*
Eventually we got them (nearly) all to bed, me having wrestled for the first time on whether it made more sense to refuse any requests for communal room sleeping with a boy slightly older than Fran, with no chaperoning sisters now or in several years when they will insist on arguing the toss about it. Laugh at me now, i’m in horror at myself for suddenly finding myself in my own mothers shoes 🙄 I decided that yes i would prefer to set it up that way way from the start, Claire was convinced that Charlie wouldn’t want to anyway and then he did and we had a variety of whispered explanatory conversations over it all 😆 I’m laughing at myself really, but i can see the “but we USED to be allowed to” conversations occuring in a few years and i’d rather not start off on a path that requires diversion perhaps. Or not. No idea where i’m coming from on that one. Somehow seems much less of an issue with boys they’ve shared rooms with since they were all 3. ROFL a myself. i’m a prude. Oh well!
We did get a fantastic fireworks display in the evening in celebration of this
and i’m sore enough about Reading daring to beat West ham that i’m irrationally delighted that a Peterborough team that i have no affection for at all beat a Reading one! 😆 I’m clearly insane. LOADS of fans came though, it was actually the most traffic i’ve seen since we moved here.
Claire and i then sat up for hours and hours while she rolled her eyes at my “accounting system” and put a proper one in place for me. None of my excuses cut any ice, she was very harsh with me i thought but i do now have a lovely organised folder or two with everytihng perfectly placed in true “admin fanatic” stylee. Seriously, Claire, i’m enormously grateful for the business input i’ve had from you over the last few months – you’ve been the kick that has made me turn it into something totally different to what i had 6 months ago. Thank you 🙂
Josie decided to take the concept of Attachment Parenting to a level one step beyond last night, by yelling and whinging intermittently, adhering herself to my breast with snot and waking up every time i fell asleep so that poor C&C got treated to a night of me apparently ignoring her but not really. I just thought i was dreaming about a crying baby 🙄 Unfortunately co-sleeping didn’t work too well, as her definition of that is “wait till mum fall asleep then go downstairs, try to wake the sisters up who asleep in the dining room and then empty all the pots out of the kitchen cupboard.” Hm.
All of which meant that after being woken up 20 times between 6 and 8 am, collecting some acorns and having a cup of tea, i then lay in till 10am! Thanks again Claire 🙂
I’ve got a feeling some mildly educational stuff to do with Egypt occurred for a while, i went out to my counselling appointment (my doctor is back with a cryptic note from him on reception thanking people for get well cards he doesn’t deserve for a self inflicted injury! Hm!) – will blog on the session at some point, and maybe on weaning a bit too as early this morning WAS a breakthrough in that Josie lay cuddled up and snoozy in my arms for ages WITHOUT me having my tits out 😆 Has to be a first i think 🙄
And um… tonight we’ve not done much beyond a family viewing of Robots, missing dancing and me and Lucy having a staff meeting down the pub!
Tomorrow is busy, but THEN there is going to be some hardcore education for a while 😆