Number of times I’ve been called Mum: 22,550
Number of fights broken up: 3264
Dear Diary… Argument with the Teen today about him listening to music too loud through his headphones. Yeah, he can roll his eyes and tell me to stop nagging but let’s see how funny it is when he can’t hear a damn thing in his thirties. Mind you he doesn’t tend to hear a bloody word I say now anyway unless it’s something to do with either food or money.
Little Lady started a Gymnastics class. For months and months she had been asking to go, after many an email back and fore to the Gymnastic club trying to get a class that worked around my working hours I finally got one. She was so excited until the morning of said class came. Then she decided she didn’t want to go. FML. Much coaxing and pleading changed her mind eventually but she’d only go if she didn’t have to wear socks – I’ve never known a kid who hates wearing socks as much as her – as I was leaving the room I caught her asking Siri if you have to wear socks for Gymnastics. Awwwwww.
Car went in for MOT. Have hated taking the car to the garage ever since that time not long after I passed when I drove into the garage and beeped the horn by mistake and all the lads jumped a mile and tutted at me while I died. Good news was that the car passed. Bad news was that when I dropped the car off I had to walk home about a mile in the pissing down rain, I was soaked right through. Not fun.
We have been attempting to redecorate. It’s not an easy job as it appears that the previous occupants saw fit to apply filler to the walls with what appears to be a knife and fork so it looks like we’ll be saving up the dosh for replastering. Bloody marvellous.
Had an awesome conversation with Little Lady about her becoming a Mum in the very, very distant future.
Little Lady: “I want 2 children, a boy and a girl.”
Me: “Aww, that’s lovely they might be just like you.”
Little Lady: “No”
Me: “Why not?”
Little Lady: “I want them to be good”
Introduced the kids to the Labyrinth, I’m pleased that they loved it. We even bought it on DVD, in a boxset with The Dark Crystal. Now they’re both those types of films that you either love or the they freak the hell out of you. A few years ago I told a friend (we’ll call him Spidey – he’ll like that) about my love of The Dark Crystal expecting him to like it too. Only I got it totally wrong and he was a bit more “what the hell did you make me watch?” It’s a totally different experience watching it as an adult than a kid though. My brother and I spent years telling each other “I hate your whimper!” that’s the best bit.
We have Little Lady & Little Man’s Birthday Party coming up. This is the first party we’ve had that hasn’t meant inviting the kids friends to the house. Should be interesting, I know the kids will love it. Soft Play. My nemesis. Lord help me.