An extremely busy day today, nothing particularly special, just not much chance to sit down. This morning was in town with both kids shopping for a birthday present for daddy (I won’t say what it is as he occasionally reads this (I think) but it’s cool) and a gazebo for me (book selling protection). The straight onto nursery for Girl Lacer and back home for me and Boy Lacer but no rest for the wicked as today was cake sale day for nursery and I needed to make some cakes. I remember the enthusiasm with which I made my first ever batch of cake sale cakes, now I’m an old hand (sort of) of the whole school thing, there’s a lot of internal groaning. So keeping with my current Bill Granger cooking theme and looking for something simple, I made his vanilla cupcakes from Bill’s Open Kitchen. He decorated his with the perfect white icing and raspberries, I ummmm . . . .
Now, do I get a gold star for innovative emergency use of writing icing or do I get marched straight down to the nearest shop and told to finally get a decent sieve so I can sieve my icing sugar? As you can see there are ten cakes, originally there were twelve, one went down my gullet uniced ‘just to check they were cooked’ and the other fell victim to some very lumpy, very bad white icing, it looked like baby sick, so I ate that to It didn’t help that the cakes, due to the neccesity of timing were still warm.
So the cakes, almost still hot from the oven, were couriered to the school precariously on the back of the double buggy which had been dug out of the shed earlier to transport the gazebo.
Girl Lacer came out of nursery with an envelope I’ve been waiting a while for, we finally know now which Reception class she’ll be in, her teacher’s name and what day she’s starting. Girl Lacer of course knew all this already as they’d told her during nursery, so when I read the letter and said “Oh your teacher’s name is Mrs . . .”, Girl Lacer immediately corrected my pronunciation! Also a surprise on the staffing front, the nursery assistant from nursery, who is a lovely lady, will also be moving with them and will become the nursery assistant in Girl Lacer’s reception class, which is going to be nice. So, we now know the exact uniform requirements, so I can make the most of the 3 for 2 offer on school uniform in M&S at the moment and I’ve seen the new packed lunch rules, which seemed to have relaxed a bit thank goodness, as they’re now allowed crisps and cereal bars as long as the crisps are low fat / low salt and the cereal bars chocolate/ nut free, I can just imagine the lunch staff checking all the crisp packets! It all seems so much more real now that we have all the documentation and dates, argh my baby is growing up!
Anyway, so two cakes were shoved down the throats of Girl and Boy Lacer at varying speeds; Girl Lacer reasonably restrained; Boy Lacer, who due to his cow’s milk intolerance can only have a cake sale cake once a term i.e. one I’ve made and therefore we know it doesn’t have cows milk in it (as I use goats milk and Pure) shoved the cake into his mouth literally in one go, I was a bit worried that we’d have a repeat of the coconut bread incident from earlier this week but his mouth has a very large cake capacity obviously.
We then went on to a council fun thing in one of the playing fields with some friends from nursery, one of the nice things about my area is that they are good about things like that, but they should be considering the amount of council tax we pay. So lots of freebies and crafty stuff, this was the first one were Boy Lacer was old enough to just about appreciate it and he had fun with the playdough and even made a badge (which he gave to Girl Lacer, awww) and a mask. He even tried to climb up a slide (couldn’t, he needed some help) which was a first, played in the sandpit with some dinosaurs and stuck a gorilla down several volcanoes, he even offered a palm tree to another little girl playing there. So, a good after school activity!
Got home, read an e-mail from my sister telling me that she was about to do something really very surprising and totally unexpected then tea, bath and bed (and it was my turn) but (surprisingly) I was itching to get out for my scheduled run, even though I was already pretty knackered. So I went out, wasn’t sure I’d even get past 2k, just about managed that, convinced myself to run another 0.5 to get to my current best, got there and convinced myself to run another 0.5k to get to my aimed for distance for this month of 3k. So, pleased with that and it’s all with the incentive that the sportsband gives me.