December. Oh, December. Half way through already. That can’t be right.
The house is feeling festive. Lots of twinkling lights in the evening. A more Christmas past, as I’ve had no time to add much new. I’m glad I made the mistletoe and my needlefelted King Winter earlier. It has been busy. School events, work project deadlines to hit and exam tension to juggle.
To add to the fun, along with me being hit with more sick days in December than the rest of the year put together, the telephones and internet are still playing up. I’m now on first name terms with our telephone engineer and he has learnt that he can explain the problem using proper terms and I will understand. Yes, I am a mother but I can put CEng after my name. Hear me roar… just not too loud as it will set me off coughing again. Er hmm.
(Youngest’s homemade jumper for Christmas Jumper Day today)
In between, there have been events to attend. We were given tickets to see the Yeovil pantomime, which was more fun than I thought it would be. First time we’ve been to a panto as a family. Very impressed with the theatre too. Will be keeping an eye on future productions, for sure.
Last school Christmas concert in the village church, this week, as Youngest is in his final year. He was a narrator. He learnt his lines and delivered them perfectly.
Highlight of the week was going to Bath Abbey and listening to the children singing carols. Several primary schools came together for the service. Youngest stood up in the pulpit and read part of the Christmas story to everyone. It really was magical and made me very happy.
We had a mere sprinkling of snow, which I was relieved about. I’m not keen on driving in the snow and ice, especially as it has been a lot of coming and going this week.
Older teen has finished her mocks and is home now. Middle teen has a half day and then she is home for the holidays. Youngest’s school breaks up this afternoon. I still have work to finish, but I’m hoping to move down a gear for the run up to Christmas. Be nice to finish the table runner I started a few weeks ago…..
Hope your week is going well and full of festive fun.
Joining in with #wotw
Now I admit, I probably didn’t approach the issue in the best way. I should have known. It’s not as if I’m particularly new to this parenting lark. I know the rules. Parenting Rule number 537 states that a short sharp, direct approach, out of the blue, will not seamlessly shift offspring on to the next stage of development. Too quick. Too sudden.
No. It requires carefully placed, crafted hints being casually dropped for weeks beforehand. Like a trail of breadcrumbs leading them to their own discovery of the need to move up a level. Preparing the ground. I knew that. I’m not a rookie.
Not that that stopped me. When I look back, I made the classic mistake and I was doomed to fail from the moment I drew breath to speak.
All three offspring were in the kitchen. I seized the moment. I announced, in a nonchalent manner, that everyone was too old for chocolate advent calendars this year. My follow up argument about single use plastic would have won them over, but I played it too late. I felt some of them sway. Alas, by then, the battle had already been lost. Apparently, and this is the moment I knew I was defeated, I was on route to ruining their childhoods forever. (again)
I wonder which page of the childhood manual that gem is printed on.
Anyway, this partly explains why I ended up in the kitchen with my 13 year old, one evening, making chocolate. Continue reading
Each year, I intend to make a King Winter for our seasonal snow scene. Each year it somehow gets brushed away to one side. Not this year. Over the weekend, I pulled out my needlefelting needle and got on with it.
We are big fans of the Elsa Beskow books. They are sweet tales aimed at 5 to 7 year olds. The illustrations lift the translated text beautifully. In Ollie’s Ski Trip there is a picture of King Winter. The contrast of Ollie in his blue suit and the white of the King and his palace, is imposing.
Avoiding a completely white version, I decided to go for a blue coat for King Winter. The sort that I think he would wear when he strides outside, to survey his wintery world. Blending in with the midnight Scandinavian sky. I mixed a few shades of blue to make it.