So it's parent information evening at Megan's school and Dallas has interviews, so it's me and the kids going to an evening where we are actually supposed to be able to hear the teacher talking. I expected disaster but not in the form it eventually took.
Before we left we put their pj's on, brushed their teeth, and packed a bag full of activities to keep them moderately quiet for an hour. Everyone went to the toilet and off we went.
When we arrived, knowing my children well I asked if they needed to go to the toilet again. Of course they didn't. There was a power point presentation shining up on the wall, so Reid got excited that we were going to get to watch a movie.
We started reasonably well, with Reid doing some drawing and Megan looking at books. Then Reid found the sticky tape dispensers and started pulling out bits and squishing them together. I moved those away from him.
Then the power point presentation started, during which Reid interrupted every 30 seconds to ask when the movie was going to start.
For the next fifteen minutes he walked in circles between the chairs and the bookshelf, choosing a book, asking me to read it, then putting it back. Then he stopped at the bookshelf and one of the other mums told me he was looking at a puzzle. Then I start to hear a loud whisper - "MUM", "COME HERE". He refused to come out from the behind the bookshelf and I started to worry. I went over to find out what he's done, and in find out that in front of Megan's teacher and all of the other parents, Reid has messed his pants and absolutely stinks.
I scribbled a note to the teacher and coaxed him out of the corner and across the entire classroom to escape. None of the toilets were open, and of course I didn't have any spare clothes for him. He's been toilet trained for ages so I don't carry wipes anymore. Lucky there was a rag in the back of the car that he could sit on.
To top off my evening, as I'm driving home, a whopping great huge huntsman spider starts to scuttle across my windscreen - on the INSIDE. I tried not to freak out so I wouldn't scare the kids, and by the time I pulled into the driveway and leaped out of the car, the nasty thing was sitting on my window inches from my face.
So we are home, the clothes are soaking, and I am horribly embarrassed. All in the day of a mother I guess.
On the positive side, Reid went underwater at swimming for the first time ever today! That is a big achievement for him, as we've endured many hours of screaming in the name of learning to swim.
Before we left we put their pj's on, brushed their teeth, and packed a bag full of activities to keep them moderately quiet for an hour. Everyone went to the toilet and off we went.
When we arrived, knowing my children well I asked if they needed to go to the toilet again. Of course they didn't. There was a power point presentation shining up on the wall, so Reid got excited that we were going to get to watch a movie.
We started reasonably well, with Reid doing some drawing and Megan looking at books. Then Reid found the sticky tape dispensers and started pulling out bits and squishing them together. I moved those away from him.
Then the power point presentation started, during which Reid interrupted every 30 seconds to ask when the movie was going to start.
For the next fifteen minutes he walked in circles between the chairs and the bookshelf, choosing a book, asking me to read it, then putting it back. Then he stopped at the bookshelf and one of the other mums told me he was looking at a puzzle. Then I start to hear a loud whisper - "MUM", "COME HERE". He refused to come out from the behind the bookshelf and I started to worry. I went over to find out what he's done, and in find out that in front of Megan's teacher and all of the other parents, Reid has messed his pants and absolutely stinks.
I scribbled a note to the teacher and coaxed him out of the corner and across the entire classroom to escape. None of the toilets were open, and of course I didn't have any spare clothes for him. He's been toilet trained for ages so I don't carry wipes anymore. Lucky there was a rag in the back of the car that he could sit on.
To top off my evening, as I'm driving home, a whopping great huge huntsman spider starts to scuttle across my windscreen - on the INSIDE. I tried not to freak out so I wouldn't scare the kids, and by the time I pulled into the driveway and leaped out of the car, the nasty thing was sitting on my window inches from my face.
So we are home, the clothes are soaking, and I am horribly embarrassed. All in the day of a mother I guess.
On the positive side, Reid went underwater at swimming for the first time ever today! That is a big achievement for him, as we've endured many hours of screaming in the name of learning to swim.
Good times Cassie. It does get better, I promise. Although the headaches do take different forms. But at least they won't be stinky. LOL.
ReplyDeleteI laughed and laughed!! The best and definetly the worse times with little kids - I am jealous you are moving up mine just seems to be starting! Sorry it was such a nightmare!
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