Well the beginning of half term was wet, very wet. My heart sank on the bank holiday weekend to see all the rain. We had been invited to a garden party on bank holiday Monday which was cancelled due to the weather, so instead I suggested putting on wellies and taking Oscar (our dog) for a walk whilst splashing in puddles, great fun, or so I thought. After about half an hour of walking through the fields near our house, Claudia said "carry me Mummy" Isabella said "I'm freezing" and I must admit I felt as though we were in Scotland not a May bank holiday in Buckinghamshire. So we turned back home and decided a better plan was to play games on our Wii machine whilst eating chocolate! A much better idea.
The rest of half term certainly got better we went swimming a couple of times and Claudia finally found her confidence in the water, at last she was able to splash around in her armbands without holding on to me the whole time. We also visited the Walter Rothchild museum in Tring (a museum full of stuffed animals) which was great fun. Our dear friends Elaine, Jamie, Adam and Rose came to visit from Somerset which was lovely and on Friday we had a delightful picnic in the Aquadrome in Rickmansworth. All to soon it was time to go back to school and the neverending tasks of washing, ironing and making packed lunches started all over again - talking of which it's now 22.45 and I haven't made Isabella's lunch for school tomorrow yet!
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I dunno - holidays or not holidays? Packed lunches and free mornings versus not having to get them up in the morning? It's a job to know.
Just remember, there's no such thing as bad weather, there's only Inadequate Clothing.
Delighted to hear about Claudia though - well done her. You won't have a problem getting her into swimming classes in a couple of years.
Now I gotta dash - lunchboxes to do. Bah.
As far as I can see, after class sizes a Proper Hot Meal in the middle of the day has to be the next justification for going down the private route.
Very excited today since the pool where the boys go swimming has just had a vacancy come up in their pre-school swim class: so Rose is starting swimming lessons a week today! Each of my children has had their first swimming lessons in a different county: J in Derbyshire, A in Bucks, and now R in Somerset.
It was so lovely to see you in CSG. I am doing so much better now, measured on the 'how much did I blub' scale: didn't cry in church at ALL and in fact only got a bit teary with you.
By the way, meant to talk to you about the Jason salsa classes, but didn't - what exactly IS happening there?
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