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Back on an even keel...

After my emotional upheaval last night, Dave sat down with him and talked me off the ledge, so to speak. Pointing out that once again I was having unrealistic expectations considering that unlike most families we HAVE spent over 7 solid years in each others company, and so maybe we were just really due for a break from each other and that was why we were all biding our time till school started.

This did bring me out of the doldrums a bit and gave me enough space to be able to wake up this morning with a bit of a better attitude toward it all... So, the boys were pretty cooperative this morning and when they did start to get restless I seperated them (discretely) and gave Luey an activity book to work in. Erik then got interested in what Luey was doing (of course), so then I brought down the workbook I'd bought for Erik before Christmas and we worked on a couple of lessons from that, and the whole time he kept exclaiming, "I LOVE this"... So, basically, he was WANTING the activities and challenges from school to focus his energies on...

Anyway, some photos from today - nothing spectacular, just journal pieces...

Luey working on his workbook...

Erik sporting his new haircut from today (yet again besieged by lice, this time we didn't bother with the shampoo, just clippered them straight away, we're over trying to get rid of them anymore, just take away their fave environment), working on his workbook...

Luey sporting his new cut...

This photo is to document how Luey is currently insisting on wearing his socks pulled up to his knees. I HATE this look, it really embarrasses me to be out with him dressed like this. This is total PAY BACK from when I was 5 and insisted on wearing my socks up to my knees and my mum was in the position of being totally embarrassed by me - do you think something like this can be genetic, I mean REALLY???

Bryn playing roly poly - a game he loves... The actions are to roll your hands over and over while reciting; "Roly poly ever so slowly, ever so slowly, faster, faster, faster, faster, STOP!" On the word stop you clap your hands... Bryn just loves this little game :)...

And here he's doing, row, row, row your boat...

Comments

HipbubbyMama said…
heehee..I saw the socks pic of Luey on AB. He looks so adorably geeky :D ikwym..I'd be champing at the bit to pull them down too! If Liam's dad or my mum ever help dress him, he inevitably ends up with his shirt tucked in, which is just like, so dorkus malorkus man! LOL Hopefully t'will be a short lived phase for you!
casso said…
I agree, the pulled up socks are gorgeous! Just think of how retro cool he is. ;o)

Have just caught up on your blog (*phew* but dang you can type, woman!). Just wanted to say to you gorgeous woman that your man is right on the money. When are the boys starting school?

And I can't believe you cut Bryn's hair, I am so surprised!

Happy New Year spunky chick.
Love Cass
Sif said…
LOL, Jayne, yeah Dave like to *tuck* too, and I can live with it (just) when the pants are properly tailored at the waist, but when they're a drawstring or elastic waist, man, VERY NAFF!

Cass, I know! I can't believe i cut Bryn's hair either! I'm mostly very happy with his new look, but I was looking at a pick of Harry yesterday (she's such a doll!) and thinking how nice her curls are and how Bryn doesn't have that anymore, sniff, sniff...

The boys start school on Feb 1st, so four weeks from today, argh!

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