It's gettin' hot in herre
Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
290Trip End Nov 20, 2011
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Noah lets me sleep in til 7.20am, and I am not sure how long he was up with the crazy one before then. I haven't asked!
I razz around and Woody and I are in the car by 7.50am, and on our way to the first of his week of swimming lessons. Go team!
Elwood is delighted to arrive at the pool for his lesson and cannot wait to see his swimming teacher, Karlene. He gets straight in and talks nonstop about his new red swimming goggles from Santa. The lovely Karlene acts like these are the best goggles she has ever seen and pretty much convinces Elwood he can do anything in the water as long as he is wearing his 'santa goggles’ Woody buys this idea, and is phenomenal in his swimming lesson
Woody is the only child in the glass. There were meant to be about 5 in the class – and it looks like the others have forgotten or a running late. I enjoy a super smug parenting moment – these opportunities for me are few and far between (I am frequently the late /disorganised one) – so I relish this moment.
I love every second of Woody’s swimming lesson. He works on his kicking, his arms, and his breathing and tries so hard. Everytime his head comes out of the water, he is beaming. Happy times.
After swimming, we swim some more (because that is how we roll, these days). So we play in the kid’s pool with its slide, water jets and general brilliance. Woody has a great time. Just one moment of concern for me. Woody went up the slide and was out sight for a little too long, so I go to see what he is up to. As I get closer, his board shorts fly out from the top of the slide and out into the pool. Woody is standing at the top of the slide, naked from the waist down. Hmmm, right, what to do? I do stern mum voice and make him come down. He slides down starkers, grabs his boardies floating in the pool, and takes off back up the slide. Where he sits down to dress himself. His boardies get stuck around his knees so I make him slide down like that, so I can sort him out. I have no idea why he did this, and for one second I get a sick feeling of dread that I might find a turd at the top of the slide. I check, we are in the clear. Phew.
Our next stop is the climbing frame. Woody is so taken with his ‘santa goggles’ he wears them on his head whilst he plays on the climbing frames. He wears his towel as a cape and his transformation into a superhero is complete. He makes a friend, who also decides to wear his towel as a cape, and we have a happy, happy play.
It’s getting hot so we head home. Now, hold onto your hat (especially Laoidhe) because the next thing that happens is particularly extraordinary. Woody and I do some housework. Together, we dust and do the floors. I would not say housekeeping is one of my ‘core strengths’, but I am really trying to be my best self this year. I feel very pleased with myself and the surprised look on Noah’s face is fab.
I have a chat on the phone to my Grandma (Dad’s Mum) which is a lovely, lovely surprise. We make some plans to meet up, and this has just made a good day even better.
Woody has wanted to go to a ‘soft play area for ages’. Given he has been superb today, and was really trying to help with the vacuuming, I tell him we can go to a play centre. He jumps up immediately, puts his shoes on, and says ‘let’s get going.' I have a quick look at him and realise he is dripping with sweat, so we try and clean him up a little bit- and then we get going. It is a super hot day today.
There is a brilliant, brilliant play centre just down the street from us, so we head there. Elwood is over the moon from the second we arrive. He is on his best behaviour and it is such a relief for us both to be in air con. The relief for Woody is quite short lived. He runs around like a crazy thing amongst the plastic tubes and pretty soon his face is as read as a beetroot. And Woody is feeling it too. He keeps coming back for drinks and a bit of a rest. Elwood makes some friends, has a snack, and gets a second wind, and we end up staying at the centre until it closes.
Woody is shattered and when we get home, I let him watch some TV as that is all he has the energy for. I do some cooking, and sign Woody up for Mighty Kickers. We use the Christmas money sent by Nanny and Papa. Thanks N and P. We are very very excited about our Mighty Kicker. I order his football kit, with his name on the back and his two favourite numbers 2 and 3. I get such a kick out of this. Roll on footy practice on Sunday – we can’t wait!
And that is it. Woody is thoroughly out of batteries and goes to sleep easily in his air conditioned bed room. Noah and I sit around and sweat – Noah working, me blogging. We are practically melting in this heat and dripping wet. I hope our bodies acclimatise to this heat soon, as we are walking around looking like we have just got out of a swimming pool . Not a fresh look.
Goodnight from sweaty Queensland. x