Earlier this week, Hayden was bullied at school. I can say the term bullied because it is was not an isolated event. He has been bullied several times this year – which in itself is not a good thing. We have been working with Hayden and the school for these ‘situations’, which has been since Term 1. This week though was the first time something of that nature occurred. We still don’t know exactly who did it. Which is mildly frustrating. I do wish we could find out, not for any other reason than I would want to know that that child is not going to do it again; and that they are ok as it is not a common thing to just urinate on kids clothes.
This is still an experimental recipe, altered for each attempt, considering the intelligence and smarts change in the four kids on each attempt. Rules change, goal posts shift. It’s a work in progress….
Arrive at destination after hearing at least 400 times “Are we there yet?”.
Get asked at least 100 times “What’s to eat?” followed closely by “Where is my bike?”. Dispense liberally bananas, rice crackers and water bottles.
As we roll on into November, it is becoming the time of year for all kids concerts/events to be performed. The end of year round up, Christmas shows, you name it; I am sure just about everyone out there has events like this scattered on their calendars where they will be watching dancing, singing, or a variation of the same/both.
The trio have been dancing for nearly all of this year. They had their first concert the other week – a real, big time, on the big stage, ticketed event, for which they practiced, rehearsed and then rehearsed some more. The rehearsals began months ago, and the preparation has been intense to say the least. I have been scared out of my mind on many occasions, wondering how I will be able to apply makeup and this hair piece thing (a ‘wiglet’) appropriately, and not be ‘that mother’ who has a child lose their hair piece during the show. I think the rehearsals were more stressful for me to be honest. A world where clearly, I do not fit in. Limber, lithe dancers of all ages and dance mums; and me a relative gargantuan at 6″2 with no real understanding of the mechanisms of dance concerts, or the need for exactly the right shade of eyeshadow. Now I write this not to be derogatory to anyone but myself – I had no idea what I was getting myself in for when the kids said they wanted to do ‘the concert’.
Following on from “Anatomy of a Day“, this post will be another snapshot of our day through the Week in the Life viewpoint, a concept by Ali Edwards, where you basically dissect and document *all* that makes up your day, for seven days/a week. I am really enjoying the process and really looking at how I get about my day in great detail – through not only to-do lists, but photos, and observations. Many of the photos I am taking are things I normally would not photograph. Things that are, for me, normal, every day occurrences. From the morning cereal choices – (colour coded of course)
School holidays are over – already. Term four is now in it’s third week. Man, this year has flown. All school/kindy ‘things’ are winding up, and Christmas celebrations are already being discussed. Wow, just wow.
The days are warmer, the sun has bite, and the nights are still a little brisk. It is the most glorious time of the year!