Well, Nanci was brilliant. Steve and I had a fab time – dinner in Pizza Hut as it was all we ended up with time for, but it was okay. The concert was fab – missed my friend and fellow teenage Nanci fan but Steve did an admirable effort of grinning inanely at me when one of my fave songs was played. Steve drove, but neither of us drank in the end, well, not until we got home, anyway
Today has been busy – might find and add some photos later. Got a huge parcel of toys yesterday (and nothing’s changed, the contents were not quite what I was expecting, please remind me of this when it comes to the pre-Christmas sign up invitation, although at least the website has finally been updated to have the new catalogue stuff on it, only two months after our ‘training day’
) so we had lots of them out this morning as we wanted to find out how games were played etc. before taking them to HE group in the afternoon.
Faves were a bashing maths game, the tangram game, Anatomix (that’s really fab), Tipover (similar to Rush Hour) … and I love this book.
In the middle of all that Josiah went off to Start Right, and I had to go to the Drs for a smear test, hateful things. Girls thought it was gross but still strangely wanted to be in the same room. Educational, nonetheless.
Due to all the nice game-playing Anna was rather miffed at having to be dragged out of the house, even more miffed that I made her walk (it’s all of 300 yards), and we ended up with the whole ‘I’d rather be at school’ conversation going on. Only for the school dinners, seeing Caitlin, and generally not having to do what her mother tells her. Still, it knocks me sideways every time she does it, because I feel guilty that we’ve made this decision for our family and that if *she* could choose she’d go to school. Abbie doesn’t care either way, and neither does Josiah, really – and sometimes, tbh, it’s just so tempting from my point of view, to have that TIME! Sometimes I even wish I could hand the responsibility for Anna’s education to someone else; she and I have a major character clash, I reckon – it doesn’t happen in the same way with the other two … then on the other hand I *really* don’t want to hand them over to a system that I don’t like, partly I don’t want to lose control over what they’re doing, partly I don’t think the academic side of school education is any better than what the kids will get at home (in fact philosophically I think they could do better at home, whether they will or not is a different matter), partly I don’t want to lose the flexibility that we have as a family at the moment, and even a tiny (honest) part of me isn’t sure what I’d do if they did go back to school. Then there’s the quandary of which school they’d go back to – the local one (obvious choice really as it’s absolutely fine) or go with the Christian school because of it’s ethos/atmosphere which really is something different (as Heather will testify), or then again maybe if they want to go and I’ll be able to work, we could almost afford posh private (because I’m a snob at heart
). All of those are compromises in one way or another, whereas at the moment I at least feel that I’m being true to my ideals for their education.
It is a slight ‘button pushing’ exercise on Anna’s behalf, she knows that I’ll react when she does the ‘I’d rather be at school’ routine – and this afternoon I’ve ended up basically reminding her why we’ve chosen this route for our family at this time, and that it does hurt my feelings when she says it just because she’s cross with me. Having said that, I honestly think that this summer may well be crunch time, one way or another. Ho hum. And if so, then bang goes any vague plan Steve & I might have had about going abroad in the Autumn …
That was an aside, in the day – after my doctor’s appointment we came home and made a buzzwire together. Anna’s wanted to do one of these for ages so when I saw that I could get a kit I was pleased, and she & Abbie enjoyed putting it together.

Steve picked Joe up and they came back for lunch, during which someone from the local radio station popped in to interview me; the annual babyloss memorial service is happening at the hospital here on Sunday so I’ve been involved in lots of ‘get the word out’ type media stuff this week.
After that we went off to HE group which was mainly pleasant – Abbie has been pushing her luck with behaviour recently and I had to send her into another room for five minutes because she was being a pain – and she’s under severe warnings, but apart from that it was nice. Joe is now sporting some lovely new trousers from Jules which he thinks are great because of the zip off bits to make them into long shorts.
Came home with Anna moaning that they’d laid the table at lunchtime so it wasn’t their turn to do it for tea; I said okay, well, I cooked the lunch so you’ll have to cook the tea then, if I’m laying the table. They ended up getting their own tea *and* laying the table for themselves, so that was good – Steve and I have friends coming round for dinner later. So that’s us; might find time to add photos later if they’re any good.