We Survived!

We Survived!

The summer holidays are over and we survived it!  I had my doubts 10 days in but by week 3 we had found a happy balance, and from then on the holidays flowed quite smoothly.

I found that the recipe to success was just letting go a bit, and just relaxing more.  It’s not always that easy but it’s worth it!

I have learnt that you really have to pick your battles.  Does it really matter if he has a snack an hour after breakfast?  Does it matter if he watches a bit more television than I like when outside is wet and miserable?  Does it matter if he walks around a shop not holding my hand? Actually, this one makes it much easier and actually made him happier in Next.  He actually reigns himself in very well when I let him loose! Does it matter if he’s naked at three o’clock in the afternoon??

For Little Bear, he’s learnt to occupy himself a bit more (mainly with Lego), he’s learnt to write more letters, draw people, rhyme words.  He’s learnt to get up by himself for a wee at 6 o’clock without calling out to me – although he’s far from quiet so it doesn’t really change much.  But arguably the most important thing is that he’s learnt most of the words to “Let it Go” and pretty much every song from “Moana”.

And today he went back to playgroup.  He was disappointed it wasn’t school but happy to back nonetheless.  He ran nearly the whole way, had big smiles for his teachers, and settled in as if we’ve never been away!

Our final year before school has officially begun!

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“I’m a Ghost!”

“I’m a Ghost!”

Living with a three year old means we have our fair share of ups and downs, and there are those times when we’re meant to be serious but are holding back the laughter…such an episode happened yesterday.

Mid-afternoon Little Bear ran off to his room after being offended by me asking him to keep the pen off the table and on the paper (so unreasonable aren’t I?).  His exit was swiftly followed by a calamitous crash…but no tears, so I guessed it wasn’t an emergency.  I went, tentatively, to investigate.  A box of cars and a box of food were sprawled across his bedroom.

I, fairly, asked him to be a bit more careful when getting boxes out and could he tidy up a bit and then I would help him.  I returned to the kitchen and left him to tidy.

Or so I thought.

All was quiet.  Too quiet for things to be being hurled into toy boxes.  So I investigated…and saw a ghost.  To be precise, a Little Bear ghost.  Ok, it wasn’t a ghost, it was Little Bear covered in my duvet doing everything he could to avoid tidying.

Only a child could hear, “Please tidy your room”, and interpret it as “Make more mess! Go take everything off my bed! Please please pretend to be a ghost, it would really complete my day”.  Ahhh well, I guess we’ll just clear it up “together” then!

Tents and Tunnels

Tents and Tunnels

Little Bear is loving tents and tunnels at the moment, and they really seem to be enhancing his imaginative play.

Yesterday he was having a great time with daddy just laying in the tunnel with a handful of PlayMobil men.  They were going on a journey and Little Bear led the whole narrative.  The tunnel was a rocket, they zoomed past stars and asteroids, and landed on “Sprags”.  On Sprags everyone rides motorbikes and it’s very windy.  It may not be much detail but I’m pretty impressed that he has the imagination to create his own planet!!  He later told me there were also lots of cranes on Sprags building houses for all the children.

The only problem with this play is that you usually have to do it with him inside equipment made for children.  Cramped isn’t even the word, it’s a skill to sit comfortably in the tent, and as for the heat…well they both turn into saunas after a couple of minutes of breathing the same air!

I find myself sending him on missions to collect more people just so I can take a gulp of fresh air before being squeezed back inside.  And then at bath time I regret this decision as tidy up time takes twice as long!

And now he’s decided that sleep is for wimps so back to it, into the tent I go! 

“I was just tidying”

“I was just tidying”

Last week I bought Little Bear a Busy Book…the ones that have a story, playmat, and little figures.  He chose the Fireman Sam one and in the last week he hasn’t really played with anything else.

The other night I was having dinner with friends when I got a message from my husband.  He had heard a noise coming from Little Bear’s bedroom so went to investigate and found this…

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He had found his most prized possession and was having a sneaky late night play!

When he realised he had been caught he started putting them away and said, “I’ve finished now, I was just tidying”…of course you were darling, of course you were!! 

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“Vamilla please”

“Vamilla please”

On Sunday we went for a big family meal which was lovely.  Little Bear stole the bread from my charcuterie plate and then devoured most of his turkey roast…even more impressive when you consider he ate this at about 3 in the afternoon having already had a whole bagel for lunch.

When we eat out, he knows that, generally, he will have ice cream after.  When the lady came to take our order his cousin ordered his ice cream first, followed by a few others, and then Little Bear piped up, “Vamilla pleeease!”…we hadn’t even prompted him, he just took his cue from everyone else!

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Vanilla? Vamilla? Who cares, it's good whatever you call ot!

So the ice cream came, he ate it all, and we came home.  I thought nothing more of it until yesterday afternoon when he came running in from his bedroom with a pad and pencil.

He stood in front of me and asked what I would like. It took me a while to realise that he was playing waiter and wanted to take my order.  I asked for a chicken stir fry (first thing I thought of, weird?) and he ordered himself vamilla ice cream, obviously!  He wrote it down on his pad, went to the kitchen, made our order, then brought it back and we ate it.

This game lasted for about half an hour and with all the food I ordered I should have been stuffed, good job Little Bear was stealing from my plate…oh, and it was all imaginary so, calorie free!!