Hope you’re all well. It’s been a tad manic the past fortnight with third born starting secondary school and fourth born having a mini meltdown now her big sister is no longer in the same school 😁 but we are getting there!
Third born is absolutely loving her new school and has settled brilliantly, although I think a certain young lad in her form has made the world a sunnier place in her eyes 😍
She had only been there 2 days when he asked her out – by the 4th day his words of devotion went along the lines of – how much he loved her, how beautiful she was, how she had completed his life – did I mention they are both 11 years old 😄😄 He even called her his Queen! 💓
Jeff doesn’t call ME his bloody Queen – after 13 years, let alone 3 days – although to be fair I’m allowed to handle the Crown Jewels on a Friday night after a Chinese takeaway 😜😜
Meanwhile fourth born was practicing her spellings for this week. For each word she had to make a sentence. One of her words was “Happily” her sentence went as follows:
Nope I’m not happy. I love the holiday’s and always feel a sense of loss when they return ………….
No, not for them – a sense of loss for ME! No more coming home from a nightshift and straight into bed – no more lazy mornings, not worrying about pack lunches, school uniforms, homework and school runs 😥
Third born started Secondary School this morning. This can’t be right, she’s too small and still just a baby 😳 She was so lovely this morning, hugging and kissing me, but I know by next week she will begin the “secondary school attitude” of being sassy, wanting to wear makeup to school and generally giving it large 😳
I hope she’s having a good day. I’m missing her – it was her turn to do the ironing …………. 😜
Bloody chaotic here at the moment. The Summer Show for the girls takes place next week, so it has been non stop rehearsals, drama and costume change. This will be a very special Summer Show as it will be 3rd born`s very last one at Primary School – cue emotional tearful mother 😦 No, no not because she is leaving Primary School but because I know she will be hitting puberty and becoming a moody, sassy teenager!
Also my phone decided to “die” on me and stop working. Initially I was beside myself! How the hell do I function without my phone? How do I communicate? Am I expected to “talk” to people? But after 3 days I`ve kind of adapted and it has been quite liberating not feeling like a slave to technology – I have also been reintroduced to my husband – he is rather nice when you get to know him 🙂
The Phone Shop gave me a phone to borrow whilst they repair mine. It is only 15 years old, a little “flip top” Samsung – I would show you a photo of it – but it doesn’t take photos …….. 🙂 The girls were rather impressed – so impressed that they brought all their friends around to view my phone – they all laughed and laughed 🙂
Night off tonight – so Game of Thrones it is 🙂 I have a “thing” for Tyrian Lannister – Jeff is normally game for a bit of role play – but he refuses to indulge me and get on his knees 🙂 Happy Tuesday Folks 🙂
Arowyn is off to France tomorrow with the school. She is so excited and looking forward to it! 😄
Her little suitcase is packed, well, in a fashion, when I checked she had forgotten to pack her pjamas but had packed 10 pairs of knickers – for 3 days! 😄
For me, the highlight of the trip will be their visit to Etaples Military Cemetery. This Commonwealth War Graves Commission Cemetery holds over 11,500 dead soldiers from World War 1 and World War 11.
I made her late for school last week by giving her a history lesson about this particular excursion. I told her the story of her Great-grandfather, my Grampy, and how he fought and survived in the Second World War. I told her how he was at Dunkirk in France when the British and Allied Forces were stranded on the beaches and Harbor, cut off and surrounded. They had to swim for their lives. My Grampy swam with his best friend on his back, only to have his friend blown up, he carried on swimming with what was left of his friends body, still on his back.
My Grampy survived x
I think she may be too young still to truly appreciate the significance of this excursion but I hope her little kind heart takes a moment to Remember those who gave their lives.
This will be the furthest away she has ever been from home but I am also so excited for her ❤️
Keep safe my baby girl and please don’t bring home any Snail Pate from the snail farm – I really don’t want any 😜
Hope everyone is good and enjoying this beautiful weather – oh hang on – that was last Sunday 😑 My washing is dripping handsomely on the line and will remain there in protest of this bloody rain – it will dry eventually, possibly in August 😳
I finally have a date for my operation on my wrist, 2 weeks tomorrow, which will coincide nicely with half term – will need someone to wipe my bum and make me tea 😜 on the downside I won’t be able to use my hand at all for typing so will be MIA for a couple of weeks, but I will take that time to read, read, read 😄
Arowyn is half way through her SATS week – I made a determined effort to give her loads of leeway this week, I’ve taken her a cup of tea in bed every morning, I’ve not nagged her about any thing and she’s not expected to do her jobs. I fully expected stress, arguments and general sassiness this week but she has been bloody marvellous! She’s come home from school happy and lovely company. No worries about her exams which either means they have been taught well and are fully prepared for these exams! Of course it might not mean that – It could mean she’s just approached it in her laid back “couldn’t give a shit” manner 😜 either way it’s fine!
Have a lovely rest of the week. I now have 6 nightshifts on the trot to tackle – need to pay for the dogs operation, which incidentally after her “phantom birth” of 3 tennis balls she’s now back to normal and chucking her “yellow puppies” around the house – she has turned out to be a very neglectful Mother 😳
Happy birthday to our Queen – even though you caused me a lot of hassle cos the school kids are having a party and I had to do an extra trip to Aldi to buy extra bread, sandwiches fillings and cucumbers and carrots for dips 😄
I’m also very happy you’re not my Granny – what the heck would I buy you for your birthday – would you have been happy with some woolly bed socks and a bag of marshmallows? 😳
I’m actually rather fond of you and I think you have done a wonderful job for our country! Plus you must be nice cos you love your corgis 😍
S.A.T.S. – Standard Attainment Tests (UK Education)
My eldest daughter is not 11 years old till August and along with her fellow Year 6 peers are facing possibly their hardest tests in their young little lives at the end of this month.
The pressure on these young pupils is immense and what for? They have already been accepted into their chosen Secondary Schools, the S.A.T.S have no bearing on their further education, inasmuch, they will be doing similar tests once ensconced into their Secondary Education.
These Easter holidays I’ve seen numerous parents fretting about their children doing these tests, on Facebook, various status’ saying how stressed their children are getting doing their revision.
Arowyn was off sick on the last day of school and as a consequence left all her revision books at School and do you know what, I’m so glad she did!
Holidays – yes, that’s what they are! Holidays for Primary School children to have fun – to play out with their friends, to relax with their families – not to spend two weeks doing heavy revision and getting worked up about their return to School and these tests.
As a consequence she may not score as highly as her peers but her mental health is much more important to me as her Mother.
She’s a good student, average in her academic abilities, all I expect from her is her best on the day.
Come September she will begin 5+ years of extensive study with homework targets to be met, end of year exams to be taken and eventually GCSE’s and A Levels and if she chooses, University.
She’s only 10 – let them be carefree children for a little longer.
So following on from the Roller Skating malarkey the anticipated trip to A&E ensured. However, it wasn’t me who needed treatment – but my baby Giraffe 😳
After falling over on Sunday she couldn’t weight bare on her right knee. After 2 trips to the Drs – 3 days off school, 3 disturbed nights, a missed course at work, emergency leave – and a partridge in a pear tree – we were advised to go to A&E today.
Let me tell you folks – if you need to go to A&E – take a child – any random child – beg, steal or borrow a child – reason being – after seeing there was a 4.5 hour wait – we waited all of 10 minutes! Infact we were in and out within an hour – happy days 😄 The staff at the hospital were amazing, kind and professional – I cannot sing their praises enough!
Anyway the long and short of it was no broken knee-cap, just damaged tissue and bruised ligaments, which naturally I’m happy about – seeing as she’s done no bloody chores at all since Sunday 😄
21 year old 2nd born drove us to the hospital – a funny moment when he was mistaken for my husband and Arowyn’s Father – I was rather flattered – him less so 😜😜😜
Let’s hope the rest of the week goes smoothly – although it won’t because I’ve got to somehow make a bloody Roman costume for 4th born for tomorrow – I’m just going to roll her up in a white sheet! Bloody school – paying me back, yet again, for missing World Book Day – bastards! 😳
So I now have it on good authority that World Book Day was infact today and it bypassed the household without a murmur, no mention from the Headmistress that the children had to dress up and stress me out 😄
So I guess I had better now unlock her from my shed and let her resume her duties at the school ………….. 😜