Hip, hip hooray - we are on holiday! Having had to push back my holiday by a week because of work it felt like I was never going to get here, but Friday finally came round and now its 2 whole weeks of freedom - yeah! Thank goodness I'm lucky enough to like my job 95% of the time - I can only imagine what it must be like if you don't - holidays must seem like an age apart.
So, this time round no jetting off to sunnier climes - we are braving the August weather and staying at home. Actually we are heading off to the New Forest with Amanda and the boys and everyone is just a bit excited. Amanda and I are planning long walks, plenty of fresh air, relaxing and chatting while the kids play happily together.... Let's hope this isn't too far from the truth! If history is anything to go by they will get on brilliantly for the whole 5 days - with my two already angling for 'sleep overs' and midnight feasts. I did have to ask what constitutes a sleepover given we are all under one roof - apparently they have to be in one room - we'll see! Still have to pack - eek!
Over the past 2 weeks Abi and Izzy have been making the most of the outdoors, despite the weather. Last week was Ambitions Pony Camp and this was Survival Camp back at St Gabriels. While Abi was a it reluctant as she has done it before, Izzy was really looking forward to going and, more specifically, camping out. I got back from work on Monday evening to find her jumping up and down and asking if I could check her packing - now please! I did point out that it was Monday and she wasn't camping until Thursday, but no - it had to be done now. So - she has pyjamas, onesie, sleeping bag, toothbrush and socks. When I asked her what she would be wearing the following day that appeared to be just details - "It will be fine Mummy!". Poor Izzy though - the forecast through the week got worse and worse wit major storms predicted for Thursday night into Friday and so the overnight stay was cancelled - maybe next time.
The camping bug stuck through as today's ask was 'Can we have a static caravan?!?' They would like their 'own home' if you please, somewhere where they can be close to us but have 'their own space'. I thought that was what the pod was for?!? Apparently this isn't quite big enough and they would like a bathroom and kitchen so they can be self sufficient... want on! This is Abi's idea I'm sure - more aspirations of being a pikey and living at the bottom of the garden - perfect. I should be pleased she knows her own mind maybe?!
This week we have also been meeting lots of people from the new school. I went off to the monthly Year 4 Mum's drinks (lots of lovely ladies - very down to earth, lots who work etc.) where I got the low down on teachers, classes and what to do / not to do. Izzy is off to a party this weekend with a boy she struck up a friendship with on her taster day, with drinks afterwards for us to meet them as well. I know its early days but I have high hopes that we will feel we are getting a better return for our money in the new school, and the girls will settle quickly. I hope so - as Mum says, you can never know whether you've done the right ting around your children's education, you just have to do what you believe is right at the time.
So, this time round no jetting off to sunnier climes - we are braving the August weather and staying at home. Actually we are heading off to the New Forest with Amanda and the boys and everyone is just a bit excited. Amanda and I are planning long walks, plenty of fresh air, relaxing and chatting while the kids play happily together.... Let's hope this isn't too far from the truth! If history is anything to go by they will get on brilliantly for the whole 5 days - with my two already angling for 'sleep overs' and midnight feasts. I did have to ask what constitutes a sleepover given we are all under one roof - apparently they have to be in one room - we'll see! Still have to pack - eek!
Over the past 2 weeks Abi and Izzy have been making the most of the outdoors, despite the weather. Last week was Ambitions Pony Camp and this was Survival Camp back at St Gabriels. While Abi was a it reluctant as she has done it before, Izzy was really looking forward to going and, more specifically, camping out. I got back from work on Monday evening to find her jumping up and down and asking if I could check her packing - now please! I did point out that it was Monday and she wasn't camping until Thursday, but no - it had to be done now. So - she has pyjamas, onesie, sleeping bag, toothbrush and socks. When I asked her what she would be wearing the following day that appeared to be just details - "It will be fine Mummy!". Poor Izzy though - the forecast through the week got worse and worse wit major storms predicted for Thursday night into Friday and so the overnight stay was cancelled - maybe next time.
The camping bug stuck through as today's ask was 'Can we have a static caravan?!?' They would like their 'own home' if you please, somewhere where they can be close to us but have 'their own space'. I thought that was what the pod was for?!? Apparently this isn't quite big enough and they would like a bathroom and kitchen so they can be self sufficient... want on! This is Abi's idea I'm sure - more aspirations of being a pikey and living at the bottom of the garden - perfect. I should be pleased she knows her own mind maybe?!
This week we have also been meeting lots of people from the new school. I went off to the monthly Year 4 Mum's drinks (lots of lovely ladies - very down to earth, lots who work etc.) where I got the low down on teachers, classes and what to do / not to do. Izzy is off to a party this weekend with a boy she struck up a friendship with on her taster day, with drinks afterwards for us to meet them as well. I know its early days but I have high hopes that we will feel we are getting a better return for our money in the new school, and the girls will settle quickly. I hope so - as Mum says, you can never know whether you've done the right ting around your children's education, you just have to do what you believe is right at the time.
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