If you thought it was hot today, wait for tomorrow

Trip Start Sep 16, 2011
Trip End Nov 20, 2011

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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

It's a swimming day today. And these days tend to be great days.  Woody cannot wait to swim and I cannot wait to watch him.  Win-win.  Noah has job type things to do, so we leave him to sweat it out at home.

So we razz around and get out the door vaguely on time-ish and Woody excitedly heads for the lesson pool.  He is delighted to see teacher Karlene and again, smiles for the entire lesson.  He tries so very very hard for the entire lesson and he is coming on in leaps and bounds.  He is improving kicking and working so hard on his arms and breathing.  I do my lunatic grin for the full half hour.

After the swim, he swims some more in the pool with a slide.  He keeps his clothes on, so that is very good.

We head to the climbing frame, and Woody sits in the shade and has a snack.  It is about 9.15am and Woody says, 'It’s too  hot in the sun, I am just going to play in the shade".  So he climbs trees in the shade for about 20 minutes but then the lure of the giant climbing frame is too much.  It is a massive climbing frame and he does seem quite small to be on it.  But since we have lived here, he has become so much more able on it, and so much more confident on it.  Woody realises this too, when he can do things he couldn’t do before’ and he looks pleased as punch.

Next, we go to the library for the first time and it is brilliant.  It is massive and welcoming, and has a cafe (which is the real reason I love it). We go to kid’s story time, and Woody enjoys it for about half the time,  but there is a big Lego shop the kids can play in, and woody loves it so much.  He takes some books over to that and starts handing out books from the shop front.  I guess he opens a library within the library.  After the book reading there is a craft project.  Elwood is rarely interested in this type of activity but I offer it to him enthusiastically and out of the blue he is super keen.  He makes a butterfly out of his hand prints and decorates it carefully and loves every moment of the activity.  He then goes and shows his butterfly to the librarians, chats to them about butterflies,  and thanks them for letting him make it.  I am the proudest Mum in all of Mum-Land.

As we leave the library a community police officer gives Elwood a little pack of things to take home.  Again,  he is beautiful with the lady and I am very proud of him.  He clutches his little pack in the car, and chats about how this is his project and he is going to work on it when he gets home. He is taking it very seriously.

Next we head to the shopping centre , to the cinemas to see the Alvin and the Chipmunks movie.  Elwood is very excited about the movie and the hot dog and popcorn I have promised him.  Elwood waits patiently in the cues and we get our tickets (surprise, cheap Tuesday, thank you very much!)  and our snacking supplies and we head into the cinema. 

Well, Woody loves it.  I was not sure as it a mix of regular film and digital animation, but he is hooked from the start and does not lose interest for a moment.  In our row, there were another 2 adults and both of them were asleep.  I stayed awake and enjoyed the moving, but mostly I just loved how much Woody loved it.

After the movie, Woody and I popped to get some groceries and the book which I had on order, The Mum Who Roared, before heading back home with smiles on our faces and spring in our step.

When we get home, Noah pops out to Woody’s preschool, as I realise I have lost the only booklet I needed to keep for preschool.  It contained everything I needed to bring and the procedure for when he arrives.  I can’t face flaunting my ineptitude at the preschool, so Noah does.  We get the details of what we have to do for Woody’s first day tomorrow, and feel like organised parents.

Noah cracks on and Woody and I play trains and a rather complicated game involving a train, a dinosaur pretending to be a Welsh dragon named Dumville, a mountain lion, a tow truck, and a puzzle masquerading as a chocolate cake.  You really have to concentrate in Woody’s games sometimes...

Woody watches some TV whilst I sort dinner. We have a lovely meal and Woody is fast asleep in no time.

When he is asleep, I watch a bit of TV (and see the rather unscientific weather report which says,  ‘If you thought it was hot today, wait for tomorrow‘ )and label Woody’s stuff for preschool.  I also have a read of my new book, do some tidying up, and give the lovely Leonie a call.

Uplifted by our chat, I crack on with making some filo pastries and making Woody a virtuous school lunch for tomorrow, and pat myself on the back as it goes in the fridge ready for tomorrow.  I get the stuff ready for swimming tomorrow and despite the long list of things I have not done, I briefly feel on top of things. 

Now, there are things I should be doing, but given I am 3 glasses of wine in, it is looking like a long shop.  The lure of another wine and a new book will inevitably be too great.

Please think of us tomorrow morning as we take the lovely Woody to his first day of Aussie preschool (after his early morning swimming lesson!).  I am very excited for Woody, but I have the fear I might just blub anyway because I am a Mum, and that’s what I do

Good night good people.  x
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Dumville the dragon (via Tracy) on

Of course you will cry! But Woody will love it and that's the main thing, and I am sure you will appreciate a little bit of peace as well. Good luck for it - we miss you all xxx

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