13 November 2015

Friday the 13th....

I wonder why it's considered unlucky?

Today has been a great day.  This morning we drove Simon up to work.  It'd been raining all night, but the sun was shining and there was actual blue in the cloud-sweeping skies.  On our way home, Felicity and I were playing with letter sounds (she told me, 'cah, cah, clown!' and 'cah, cah, cafe!' and then we did 'road', 'van', 'sign'...trying to get her to sound out the sound of the first word.)  And she informed Simon and me on the way to work that, 'I am waiting very patiently in the backseat to have a drink of milk please.'  (woah, oh oh!  Emotional intelligence, anyone?)  Anyway, it was perfect rainbow-making weather and we spotted a *huge* one on our home.  Felicity said it was 'beautiful.'  and we sounded it out.  ('Ruh, Ruh, Rainbow!')

I was brave and walked the kiddos up to Dr. Bell's for Titus' baby massage class, despite the unpredictable weather.  That class has been so great - just to spend a bit of focused time with just Titus.  He was interested in looking at the other babies in the class.  And he was singing! and wiggling!  And he had a huge drink afterwards and slept for roughly the next 2 hours.  We did his arms and tummy today.  Next week is the last class and I'm sorry it won't go for longer.

It was sooo cold on the walk up to the centre though.  I thought I'd be clever and walk across the Links, but there was no shelter from the wind there and I thought my hands were going to get frost-bitten.  It was about 6*C and the wind was biting and blowing the stinging rain sideways.  So glad I had bundled Felicity into her coat, wellies and hat - (she was very reluctant - her father's child.)  Still, had to keep encouraging her to hurry up across the park - I was so cold!  I have a good rain jacket I invested in this year, but I'd forgotten my gloves.  I ended up stopping into a charity shop and picking up another pair (cheap, but bright red with fingers you're supposed to be able to control a smart phone through).  Felicity picked out a fuzzy pair - garishly pink! - about 3 years too old for her.  The lady at the shop said they were too big, but I told Felicity the most important thing about gloves was if she was going to *wear* them.  'Will you wear them if I buy them for you?'  'Yes.  These are the ones I want to wear.'  So I helped her poke her fingers up through the far-too-big holes (fortunately, they're stretchy and I can stuff the extra cuff down into her jacket.)  I told her she looked like she had 'Muppet hands!!' and she solemnly corrected me saying - 'No. These are gloves like Elsa's gloves.'

And we've continued the Elsa fascination.  In addition to knowing 'Let it Go' by heart....and dressing up with a purple blanket pinned around her shoulders for a cape (she wanted to wear it through the rain yesterday afternoon 'I want to drag it behind me in the wet!' and got very upset when I picked up her cape and carried it.....today she watched the song and pointed out to me that Elsa does *NOT* lift up her cape....so DON'T pick up my cape Momma!.....*gosh*)  She's started to play 'Let it Go' with some of her little friends.  Apparently, Lois said there was only ONE Elsa and only ONE person could be Elsa.  Felicity informed me (so seriously!), 'and Lois said there was only one Elsa.......so I'm the REAL Elsa and Lois is the pretend one.  Mommy, I'm the REAL Elsa.'

Though I was happy yesterday when she wanted 'Anna braids' because they just look so cute on her.  She was tossing her braids around her shoulders and showing them to Titus and explaining that 'They are ANna braids, Titus.  ANna braids.  Does Titus like my ANna braids, mommy?'

Today after the class, we managed to walk up the Walk to the pharmacy and get F's prescriptions dropped off.  But I chickened out and took the bus home - best decision of the day!

The wind and weather this afternoon and evening has been wild!  Really gusty.  The rain's been audibly slapping at the windows and even the house got cold this evening.  I put a wee fan-heater on in F's room before she went to sleep to supplement the house heating system, just to give it a wee boost, because despite being dressed in 2 layers (including flannel PJs), her poor hands were frozen.  I washed both kiddo's hair tonight though and we all have a wee touch of a cold, so I hope that's all it was.  She's such a great kid - I forget sometimes that's she's still as small as 3.

She's started saying, 'I love you and I like you and I love you, Mommy.' before she goes to sleep.
She tells Simon when she's kissing him g'bye in the car in the mornings, 'Bye Daddy!  Have a good time at your work...andI love you!  and Have a good time at your work! ....and I will meet you there later!  I will meet you there!  Bye!  Hvae a good time at your work!  I love you! Bye!  I will meet you there!'

She wanted to watch 'the funny guys' (Despicable Me 2 - ugh, I *hate* that movie now!) this afternoon after we came home from the grocery shopping.  I told her it was Mommy's turn to choose something to watch - she had a turn last time.  She was moaning, and said something, 'but I don't LIKE the things YOU choose to watch!' so seriously, I had to laugh.  I chose something pseudo-educational - 'Planet Earth' - a nature documentary narrated by David Attenborough.  I was so pleased, though not too surprised, when she got completely hooked on it (within the first 2 minutes.)  She kept saying, 'I want to see the baby polar bears again....'  and then she wanted me to hold her on my lap and wrap her up close in a big flannel blanket.  Aww....

Debating what to do for pre-school/school next year.  Man.  So conflicted.  Have visits scheduled to the Gaelic wrap-around care club and to the Christian school in the next couple of weeks.  Also been reading a bit about homeschool resources.  Trying to decide what's *best* isn't easy.  There are a lot of good options.

All in all, a good day.  I got the kids in bed by 7:30pm, have had some time to clean up and get some laundry on, and even do a little quiet reading myself tonight (and write a blog post!) and it's not even quite 10pm (Simon's on a work night out.)

I think I'll cautiously congratulate myself and go to bed.  Who knows?  I might need the extra rest to deal with unexpected emergencies tomorrow (hope not!)  At least today's been a good day.