The week as Tama would have seen it....
This week started with Dad and Will just disappearing, things were a lot quieter at home. Then they came back and Will was all loud again, apparently there were some dogs, and a playground or something, I don't know.
Sunday I kept Mum so busy all day that by the end of the day when she realised she hadn't taken any photos at all she just took some of us both together.
On Monday they put me in bed at the front of the house and then went out the back to plant corn, sweetpeas, sunflowers and some other such stuff. Little did they know I was just pretend sleeping so when I got bored I rolled over and got stuck. I called out and they didn't come, so I cried and cried and cried. And I made a big wet patch on the sheet and had the saddest face I could see mum looked totally terrible so once I calmed down I gave her lots of smiles so she'd feel better.
We went to pre-school with Will and stayed such a long time. I was already tired when we left home but apparently being the youngest you just have to put up with this stuff. I have no idea what that thing is Will has- but I do know we have one at home know and there is a lot more apple eating because of it.
Later that day I helped mum make Apricot loaf- she didn't intend for me to help- but instinctively I knew something good was going on- so when she put me in bed I just did my pretend sleeping until she was committed to finishing the baking and then put on my most sorrowful wail so of course she came right away.
This was Mum's novel idea. She put me in the basket, like common flippin' laundry so she could make dinner two handed. I acted vaguely amused briefly, for Mum's sake- she does try. Then made my real feelings known- one can only put up with not being held for so long you know.
Once again I got dragged along to someone else's, something else. Will had a transition to Kindy meeting at School- the kids went off to do fun stuff and Mum and I had to stay and listen to a bunch of stuff that had very little specifically to do with Will's Kindy next year. BOR-RING! (Even Mum agreed). I was so exhausted by the tedium I fell asleep in the push chair on the way home.
Thursday- Pre-school, again. The only upside to pre-school days is that I get Mum all to myself and she is a lot less flustered and cranky with out Will around (can't imagine why). Anyway while I was there I met an older women (1 month older) she reached across the play mat and held my hand. But she had spots and no hair so not really my type. (Mum is hoping that they weren't the start of Chicken Pox- there's also slap cheek and head lice at pre-school, the joys of childhood.)
I spent a little time looking at my favourite people, me and mum. Bliss.
Friday, oh my look at that dragged off to another family members thing.... Merenia got a certificate at assembly. Will ran wild. I went to sleep.
You know there's not nearly enough pictures of me in this post- what the heck is going on Mama?
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