Superstar!

Still not used to this happy feeling. Part of me seems to be constantly on edge; looking out for whatever it is that is going to bring me crashing back down to ‘normality’. I’m ignoring that feeling as best I can though. Want to enjoy the happiness as much as possible.

So…

Somehow I negated to mention yesterday that JAMES ATE ALL OF HIS DINNER! To anyone who doesn’t know James and his eating habits (or lack of) this is a huuuge deal. It’s only been a few weeks since I really started trying to get him to eat anything (apart from peanut butter sandwiches) and he’s done so well. From someone who wouldn’t touch anything that was different he’s now able to list chicken, sausages, pasta, potatoes, carrots, peas and sweetcorn (have I forgotten something?) as his favourite foods. Only thing he’s tried so far that he’s adamant he doesn’t like is broccoli. Fair enough. Anyway; he ate all his dinner again today, and I put considerably wore on his plate. Superstar!

Went ‘walking’ with Becca this morning. With periods of jogging thrown in. I don’t mind walking. I actually rather enjoy it. But jogging? I never know what to do with my arms. I don’t feel comfortable going slowly. And I needed to pee. It’s all good though, need to get fit. Always feel better after exercise too :-)

These bottles are green, please recycle them.

So what’s made me smile today?

It’s Sunday which means the new week starts tomorrow. I love Mondays. This week, with the kids back to school after half term, Monday means seeing friends who I haven’t seen for a week. So that’s something to look forward to.

Cake. I’m happy because I have cake. Ems made a gorgeous carrot cake which is calling to me now from the kitchen to come and eat another slice. I will resist!

Can’t forget the beer! I ran out of beer at least two weeks ago (feels like months!) and finally bought some more yesterday. Beer is good. As long as I’m in the right mood when I drink it and don’t drink too much. Tonight I am happy and had two bottles. Perfect :-)

Mud, Mud, Glorious Mud...

You know how sometimes things seem to happen in slow motion? To me those times usually involve one of the kids crashing into something or falling over, with me powerless, too slow to prevent the inevitable. Well today wasn’t like that. One moment James was running full-pelt across the grass towards the bus stop, next thing I knew he was on his back in a muddy mess. Literally caked in the stuff from his boots to his shoulders (kept his head up so no mud in his hair). He didn’t hurt himself, was just a bit shocked so once he got over that he found it incredible funny. Only problem was I now had a very messy boy and two buses to sit on before I could get him home and changed.

From the front he looked fine, but from behind… I managed to persuade him to kneel at the window on the first bus so he could see out, by the second bus the mud was dry enough that I was sure it wouldn’t weld itself to the seat if he sat down. The looks we got from other passengers though: you’d think he was covered in blood, not mud. Come on: he’s a boy, he’s three – he does pretty well at staying clean most of the time.

Trousers and coat are currently soaking along with yesterday’s clothes he got filthy at the park. ‘Most of the time’ he’s clean – honestly!

Beautiful sunset tonight:

Noisy Frogs

Becca made me do it.

Ok, so ‘made’ is probably a bit of an exaggeration; but I’m not sure I want to incur her wrath if she gets back at the end of half term and I haven’t started this. I bruise like a peach and she can hit hard!

Anyway, this is supposed to be a positive, life affirming blog wherein I can record things that make me happy, events that excite me, generally joyful thoughts. Best get started then…

Speaking of life affirming: my back garden is full of the noise of frog mating calls. My pond is a local breeding ground and it’s that time of year again! The kids love seeing all the hundreds (literally: counted over 200 last year before giving up – it’s only a tiny pond!) of frogs crawling over each other in an attempt to … well … the kids aren’t asking too many questions on that front yet. The frogs are all just so happy to see each other! Anyway, frog-mating is a sign that spring is really coming. That and the fact that I hung washing outside again today. Fresh, line-dried sheets on the bed tonight: bliss….

Yesterday I took the kids down to London for the day to visit a friend. This meant travelling on the underground… I get claustrophobic; not too badly but enough that I was rather dreading that part of the day. Having the kids with me though, I saw the whole tube-journey experience through new eyes. I’m not saying I enjoyed it, but the excitement on James’ face and the mix of fear and thrill on Sophie’s; definitely took my mind off my own apprehension. Travelling with kids in London is stressful, but a lot of fun at the same time.