Happy New Year!
I hope you all had a good festive period and that Santa brought you everything you wanted or deserved!
I have been a bit rubbish these last few months. It’s not that I didn’t/don’t want to Blog. It’s that I’m far too skitty for my own good, I get distracted very easily and then just don’t think to do it. So this post will be a bit of a catch up I think.
So in the last few months there have been a few changes in my life, some big, some small, some bad, some good and some that have gone without much notice at all.
I don’t really know where to start, I am terrible at remembering dates so can’t really put them in any order. I’ll start with some of the bigger ones first I s’pose.
So Little Troll started going to playschool in October, that was a big change for me and him. He was going 3 mornings a week. It was a rocky start, there were lots of tears (mostly his) but in the end he loved it there and was very happy. Then they broke up for the Christmas holiday, which just happen to coincide with when he would be finishing there any way.
Then there was Christmas, which we spent in Yorkshire this year and was lovely! Nice and relaxed and good fun! Saw lots of family and had a smashing time. Little Troll got spoilt. Goes without saying really I suppose, but he had a Christmas before we went to Yorkshire with my In-laws, then real Christmas day, then his birthday and then we came home and had 2 more present opening days. It was madness and our tiny house is bursting. Big Troll and myself also got spoilt. We were given some lovely gifts this year and some that really meant a lot to us, so thank you very much again to all who gave us things, we really appreciate them!
We were lucky enough to see our Hull friends this Christmas too, which made us all so happy! Little Troll got to run around with his big *cousin* and I got to see my dear friends! That was marvellous!
Next would be Little Troll’s third birthday. THIRD! 3! How did that happen! I swear the little bugger only just climbed out of me in his little smoking jacket and bubble pipe ensemble! (That’s a much nicer way of thinking of his birth which was a bit rotten!) So we had a Tea party at my Mama’s house with one of Little Troll’s cousins and aunts etc which was lovely.
Turning three meant another thing though. He is officially School Nursery age. It doesn’t make sense! One minute he was a baby and the next he was a little person! Who’da thunk it?! So all togged up and ready to go was he on Tuesday morning, Big Troll, Little Troll and myself walked to the school where he had, had a smashing “Taster Session” all rather jolly. He played in the play ground, he tried to race with 3 boys who were double his size and age (and could potentially have won had it not been for the wrist strap attaching little troll to big!) and then the time came to go into his nursery. Thinking how fer *firsts* his daddy really gets I thought it would be a good idea to let him do the de-coating, kiss and bye-bye sending him off on his merry way into his new classroom. I should not think, I should have got it in my skull by now that thinking is not my strong point (tea and bacon are my strong points!) This was a big mistake, luckily we had waited until there was only one child left to take him in, this little one was having parting issues too. Big Troll said bye to daddy and pointed him in the right direction and our came the tears and upset. So in the end it was a case of poor Big Troll escaping outside, me hanging his things up and then making a dash for it while the teacher (when LT leaves nursery we will pay for her medical bills!!) wrestled him and got him inside. Later she would tell us that as soon as he was inside, as I suspected he was fine.
Today was day 2 of nursery. Today he stood in the play ground happily with me, he played with me. When the time came to go in, he took his coat off, took his water bottle and wandered into the classroom without a second glance. Poor mama troll didn’t even get a kiss! However I did get to come home, catch up on house work and relax for a bit with a cuppa!
Tonight we’re off to see The Hobbit with Dok and Big Troll. Am really looking forward to this! I think the last thing we went to see was the Avengers. Little Troll is being packed off to his Nanny’s house and we shall have a couple of hours without him but together! Mad crazy talk eh?
Nothing much more to report at the moment. Am about to go and sort out my wayward son who is refusing to have a nap and is singing a version of Baa Baa Black Sheep with Dinosaurs and robots in.