School is back, and only days in I am absolutely battered. The after school clubs have started with a vengeance, parentmails are coming fast and furious and my bank account is simply in shock after school dinners, dance fees, football subs, and gymnastics have all viciously attacked the few pennies that survived the Summer holidays.
Instead of nights skipping on the beach, toasting marshmallows on a BBQ, we are cramming in homework around work, training, and clubs. As much as I adore the free childcare that is school, I am counting down the days to half term.
Libby-Sue has started Year one, and finally joins the education system full-time. I already miss my side kick, but she is thriving. Unlike her older sister who adheres to every rule, my youngest daughter is already exerting her own princess flavoured personality. On day two of school she skipped home and gleefully announced her name had been written on the board.
Her nine-year old sister could not hide her gasp of horror.
I attempted to parent.
“Do you think that is good behaviour?” I questioned
My five-year old arched her back and rolled her eyes,
“Mummy, my name was put on the board for talking, but I was talking about shoes for goodness sake.”
How can I argue with that….
It would seem being clever with words, it a skill not limited to my youngest child. My oldest daughter has been on a campaign to get me to allow her to have her ears pierced this summer. My answer has always been a firm no; until a couple of weeks ago when she said…
“Mummy, since I have diabetes, and I have to inject myself all the time with needles. And I have holes all over me from injections, surely putting two more holes in my ears and letting a needle be fun for once will be ok.”
How can I argue with that
Consequently as of this evening, Molly has two perfect ears with two perfect holes in them, and is very pleased with herself….
I am raising smart girls!