Caught out! Yep I got caught red handed trying to hide the fact that I was stuffing my face with chocolate Swiss roll from a kids party buffet. I wasn’t even hungry until the bowls of sausages and crisps started to come out.
My daughter only eats 3 wotsits and half a chicken nugget on average at these things, so I actually see it as my duty to not let the rest go to waste. With a mug of tea in one hand I pounced with perfect timing so people would think I was delivering that slice of cake to my girl, but in actual fact I was going to turn my back and aim it straight at my face, like it had got there by accident. 😂
I was amazed at something we found on Holiday so I’ve brought it home with me. The kids all get a lanyard to wear around their necks and for every food they try or each healthy food they eat they get a sticker.
I’ve never seen my four year old tuck in so much. The excitement on her face at getting a sticky smiley face to go on her card was beautiful. She had a go at pretty much everything, from squid to salmon to star fruit. And was so proud of herself at filling the card and getting a certificate. It may not work for everyone, but 4 months on its a winner in our house.
Can I tell you my favourite thing about my daughter starting school?
No it’s not seeing her fly out of the classroom with the biggest smile when I come to collect her or when she flings her arms around me for the biggest cuddles. It’s not the stories of finding aliens in the playground with her friends and the drama around it. It’s not even when she sings me 10 green bottles at bed time, just because she knows that new song will buy her an extra 5 minutes.
I’ll tell you what it is, been the bane of my evenings for years, my favourite bit of her going to school is not having to make sandwiches!
In the summer holidays were all looking for things to keep the kids occupied, so please can I pass on my little tip to you. Having just got back from a very rainy and muddy Camp Bestival weekend at certain times it was easier said than done entertaining our little rugrats, but we stumbled upon something rather wonderful when inside the tent because rain had stopped playing.
Eating jelly with a fork it turns out is hilarious, tasty and takes a long time cos it keeps dropping off. How brilliant, I'm applying this principle to everything during the next month to see if it will hold off the screams of "Mummmmmmyyyyyyy!" (See my last blog) I wonder what else I can do it with? Spaghetti with a cocktail stick? Drawing only with things found in the garden?
I’m off to my little ones school induction tonight and I’m nervous as hell. Would it be ok to take her or does that flag up that I’m “one of those ” yknow single mothers? Do I look stupid asking what time school starts and finishes? Shouldn’t I just know that information?
What happens if they don’t have garlic bread on the menu every day? I swear that kid lives on the stuff! And I’m imagining her crying her heart out when she realises they don’t do jam sandwiches either.
And will I burst into tears in anticipation like I did in my ante-natal class?
Mess made- a few crumbs from the sandwich and a muddy footprint on the edge of the seat
Bonus points for the Toyota Yaris- when you pull away at a junction it sounds like you’re taking off, which also doubles as a great in car game of aeroplanes
No sooner had we pulled away from the show room but there came a tiny voice from the back seat asking for food. As she had her lunch box beside her I asked to get something from that rather than grappling in the front for a half eaten wagon wheel.
My 4 year old picked out a yoghurt with no spoon (thank goodness, can you imagine it in a moving vehicle? She manages to get it on the tele and in her hair when she eats it at the table) and a jam sandwich. I daren’t look, somehow jam always ends up in the air but then is drawn to any material thing to make it red and sticky, no good when you’ve set yourself a challenge to keep this Toyota Yaris looking plush.
My daughter slurps her milk and says “ahh” after gulping it down like a grandma with a cup of tea. Nothing grates on me as much as hearing someone eating. The chewing, the champing, the smacking of the lips all do my brain in. Whilst living at home with my folks I couldn’t even wolf down breakfast in the same room as anyone else…and now I have a 3 year old who is the noisiest eater, in the world, ever!
Even as a baby she would suck her milk from the bottle at 109 decibels but listening to her get through a bowl of ‘Disney princess pasta’ pierces my ears! Eating a bag of wotsits it feels like she makes about 54 crunches or ‘thunderclaps’ on each crisp. But the worst is when she has a bowl of spaghetti Bolognese and chomps her way through, smacking her lips, eeuuurrrggghhh makes me want to scream. Even the clang of the spoon on her teeth as she sucks up a yogurt gets to me. I’m sure she does it to wind me up!