1. Darling Buds
2. Primroses
3. Hazelnuts
And Good Thing No 1 is that for the first time in ages (since they had their colds?) Son 1 aged 4y 4m, and Son 2 aged 17 went to sleep and woke up in their own bed/cot. Not without trauma or incident, but it’s a start. Son 2 cried so much yesterday evening that we simply had to leave him. We were both working and in the end, after each of us had spent a couple of 20 min+s with him, we had to give up and let him cry. Which I’m not doing again as I can’t stand it. But… he did stay asleep in the cot till morning. A Gold Star to the little boy with the Very Loud Voice. Son 1 came floating up to the Big Bed at 4am, and I led him back down to his own bed. I got in with him, and then when he’d gone back to sleep I went in the bed in Son 2’s room. After so many nights of me in one bed with one child, and The Man in the other bed with the other, I am pleased.
We got to Nursery in plenty of time. Son 1’s last day before his half term. There are some daffodils in bloom on the other side of the road to the Muddy Path. And primroses. “I won a prize when I was a little girl for drawing a primrose.” “What did you win?” “I can’t remember. I got a certificate.” “Can i see the picture?” “I haven’t got it anymore.” “Can I see the certificate?” “I haven’t got that any more either. I know I was very proud.” In the Nursery, Son 1 showed me his snowmen pictures, up on the wall. Son 1 with his Snowman. The Snowman, without Son 1. Nursery wrote us a note in Son 1’s book thanking us for the photos. “Son 1 is very proud of them.”
Son 1 and I went shopping. He struggled to get past the Power Ranger toys, Ben 10 jumpers/socks, and power ranger/Ben 10 outfits. I let him choose a cake to eat at the till. He chose a doughnut with chocolate icing and chopped hazelnuts. Up and down the aisles. He sat in the trolley. He did pretty well, although it really isn’t a good idea to take him. At the till I gave him his doughnut. As I packed the shopping: “Mummy can you take these bits off, I don’t like them.” I packed up, I paid. I pushed Son 1 to the side. And then stood there picking off scores and scores of hazelnut pieces. I got most of them off, and gave the doughnut back to Son 1 with just a few dotted about on it. He spent the time from the shop to the car meticulously picking every piece off. In the car on the way home he ate the chocolate icing and then passed me the ring with it’s top chewed off.
Tags: broken night, co-sleeping, daffodils, disturbed sleep, doughnut, hazelnut, nursery, primroses, shopping, sleep problems, snowman, snowmen, vegetarian
