Girl Lacer starting nursery school on Tuesday has finally hit home, for me at least, (I know Girl Lacer thinks it’s exciting), I’m going to so miss having her around in the afternoons, yes I know it’s only 2 1/2 hours, but still! I know I’ve been moaning that I can’t wait for nursery to start because it’s been a long time since Girl Lacer’s been in playgroup (May) and she was driving me up the wall a bit but we’ve been having more fun in the afternoons recently (lots and lots of baking), I think probably because I knew subconsciously the very long summer break was nearly over. Still, I know she’ll love nursery, it’s an absolutely gorgeous nursery, every mum in K would give their hind teeth to get their child into that nursery and for a while we didn’t think she had any nursery place at all. She’s so ready for it to, she’s a bright, artistic little thing (I know, I’m biased) and needs more challenge and more outlets (she’s got an ‘artistic’ temperament to). Today she surprised me by copying out word for word, accurately enough for it be readable a sentence from her Thomas the Tank engine book. Time flies though far too quickly, next thing I’ll know she’ll be starting university!
Boy Lacer is growing up to, he’s not sleeping too well at night at the moment and I think it may be because his cot’s getting too small for him, everytime he rolls over you hear this big bang as he hits the side of the cot followed by a WAAAAHHH, needless to say, thank god for DVRs as I haven’t managed to watch any TV ‘live’ over the last few nights. He’s getting a cheeky little thing with his sleep to, I’ll leave him in his cot and go “Go to sleep Boy Lacer” and he’ll look at me and shake his head. In the end I had to leave him to cry it out, didn’t take long but poor Girl Lacer sharing a room with him. He’s in his cot now having a nap, been an irritable little man all day considering he didn’t fall asleep until gone 10pm and then woke up at a minute to six, yawn.
Today we had a bit of a chilled morning, me getting my Flylady tasks out of the way, still not convinced how dividing housework into three differently timed chunks with different names help, I used my 15 minute slot of tidying to do the kids bedroom, I actually surprised myself that in that 15 minutes I got most of it done (I had done 5 minutes the previous day), so when the timer went off I had just this little bit left to do, now according to Flylady when that timer goes off (you’re meant to actually time your housework you see), you have to stop what you’re doing but there didn’t seem much point considering I’d nearly done it, so I used my 5 minute ‘room rescue’ and finished the job. You can see the kid’s floor now and the top of their chest of drawers. Their shelves need a tidy and that’s about it. Feel a bit bad / embaressed that their room was such a state and actually it took a total of 25 minutes to make it reasonably presentable!
After Flyladying, went into town. Brought Girl Lacer some winter shoes, a lovely pair of brown boots with greeny blue hearts on, nearly had a heart attack when they told me how much they were at the till, at £32 that’s nearly as much as I feel justified spending on shoes for me! But I know from experience feet are very very important and cheap shoes are not going to look after young feet. Girl Lacer always looks nice in boots, but this will be the last winter we can probably justify getting some with school shoes to buy in autumn 08, sob sob, time goes bye so quickly! Took the kids to McDonalds again, I’ve been a bad mummy on that front, we’ve been so much recently we have a virtual colony of penguin toys (the toys being given away with Happy Meals at the moment), but that will change when nursery starts, won’t have time!
Also brought some art stuff, although for me this time, I have a book sale tomorrow (whenever I use the phrase ‘book sale’ to Mr. Lacer he always goes “What do you mean ‘book sale’, you never sell anything!”, which is true) at the children’s cafe we go to, my boss (who I’ve never met before) will be there and I’m not looking forward to it. We were in the cafe on Monday (a children’s cafe with a very large play area) and another bookseller from MiniIQ (not the company I sell for) was ‘selling’ there, I use the word selling here loosely because as far as I could see she hadn’t sold anything. We were there for an hour and a half and we were sitting pretty closely to the book table and in all that time the only person who went up to the table of books was wait for it, Girl Lacer, who’s interested in selling books after seeing me at least trying to do it. Selling her books at home to me is now one of her favourite games. Anyway, the cafe that day was really busy which puts a blow to my theory that the only reason I didn’t sell in my last two sales was because the first time it was too quiet and the second time there was a far more attractive Shrek activity going on. Still, we’ll see. I brought the art materials because I’m going to do a story time tomorrow and to try and make it more successful than last time I did a story (when even my own children walked/crawled off) so I’m going to make masks.
Finally, I am addicted to my blog stats and I know actually that seeing my posts that do get read, as this is not about food / TV or both, this is not that likely to get read but anyway I’ve been getting some weirdest and rather disturbingly pervy google hits against my blog and I’m debating right this second to write down the search terms that I’ve seen on my blog stats because I know it’ll only encourage more hits but I think because I’ve used the phrases ‘old women’ (after moaning that old women can be really rude when it comes to lifts) ‘naughty‘ (I have a 3 year old, it’s a word I’ve probably typed countless times) and ‘knickers‘ (Girl Lacer went through a potty training regression when she went through quite a few), well with those 4 words you can imagine the sort of hits I’m getting, although I imagine they must be searching through quite a few pages of google to get to me, so to you pervy people this blog is not written by an over 40 year old for a start and you’re not going to find anything ‘interesting’!