Not Long Now

The Toddler is back at nursery on Monday.  I can’t wait.  Neither can she.  I am a cruel and heartless mother.  Actually, I don’t think I am.  I just need some ‘me time’ again, and you don’t get much ‘me time’ when you’re stuck at home on your own with a toddler for a fortnight.  Especially when the toddler in question has started staying up late due to the increase in daylight hours.  Of course, we haven’t been stuck at home.  And she does like playing outside.  Though I do suspect her motives.  Especially when she is adamant that she wants to play in the significantly smaller yard thing at the front of the house.  Admittedly, as our house is south facing, the front gets all the sun.  But still.  She has poor Postie’s routine sussed.  Like I say though, it’s his own fault, and he doesn’t seem too troubled.  Then again, he doesn’t see how excited she gets.  Hmm.  Though she did nearly chase him down the main street the other day.  That was interesting.  And very embarrassing.  I got  my revenge though, by taking her for her pre-school booster.  Hah.  Though she’s like her mother when it comes to her jabs, not particularly bothered at all.  I certainly don’t remember ever having a problem with needles, so I assume she takes after me there.  The Ex hates needles.  But anyway, I was very proud of her.  She didn’t make a sound, and was thrilled with the sticker she got to choose afterwards.  She also got a little treat on the way home, but she deserved it.

Anyway, I am hoping that town quietens down a bit next week, once the holiday is over.  Of course, now we’re in the run up to summer, I expect things to be a little more crowded than the winter norm, but hey, as long as it’s quieter than it has been, I might just survive.  And my poor daughter has suffered this past fortnight too.  She has really missed nursery, and is desperate to get back.  Much more fun there I’m guessing.  Bless her.

But once schools start back, the countdown to summer can begin, because it’s really not long now.  Grrr.  And then the madness can truly begin.  Maybe we’ll spend the weekend down at the pier, pushing people off.  In my head at least anyway.

Sun!

The Toddler and I have been enjoying the sun today.  We were up early, and she was out playing in the front garden by ten, when Postie came by.  I’m not sure if I should be concerned by how attached The Toddler seems to be to him now.  Hmm.  Though he seems to enjoy the attention she lavishes on him, even accepting her gift of a dead flower.  She pulls them off the bush at the front and hands them out to anyone who will take one.  Bless her.

Actually someone stopped us today to comment on how gorgeous she is, and even told me she should be a model or something.  I do love it when people stop us to tell me such things.  But she is gorgeous, and I’m not just saying that because I’m her mother.

She’s fun at the park though, because she never wants to leave.  She goes on the big climbing frame and gets scared, and then won’t come down.  When you finally rescue her, she then insists on having another go.  And the same thing happens again.  But if you try to leave the playground, she has a fit.  But she also has a fit if you try to bypass the playground.  But as she’s only three years old, I wouldn’t expect her to appreciate just a walk around the park.  After all, she wants fun and stimulation.  Though she does love the flowers.  She stops at all the gardens down our street admiring the flowers when we’re on our way to the shops.  Shame I’m not so bothered about them myself really.  Now don’t get me wrong, I do think they’re pretty et cetera et cetera, but I’m just not that bothered.  The Toddler is such a girly girl though.

The downside of all this sun though, is the fact that as it’s school holidays, the idiots are out in droves.  Town is a nightmare at the moment.  I managed to avoid it today though.  In fact we were done with our shopping by half eleven.  It was most bizarre.  We’re never normally so organized, but it meant we had most of the day to spend enjoying the weather.  And avoiding the tourists of course.  We shall definitely be camping out on that pier to push people off over the summer I think.  And The Toddler will love doing that.  I am joking of course.  But The Toddler really would enjoy pushing people off the pier. 

And just because I couldn’t resist mentioning it, Psycho thought he might have dislocated his shoulder the other night in bed.  The reason for this?  Because his arm was a bit sore when he woke up.  Hmm.  He’s such a baby.  Oh, and he probably won’t be getting his cars back from the bailiffs.  He’s talking about buying a new car instead.  Though in an attempt to save face, he’s claiming that he wants a smaller car, and that’s his reason for planning to buy another.  I don’t know.  It does make me smile though.  But I’m just mean like that.

And The Season Begins Once More

Town has been a nightmare the past few days.  Tourist season is officially upon us once more.  Joy.  I just love it when they stop in shop doorways, blocking the entrance.  I just love it when they stop in the middle of the street, right in front of you.  I just love it when they show complete surprise over the fact that we actually have shops here.  And I wonder why they get so excited by all of the cheap tacky shops we have here, when there are much better shops around, both here and back in their cities.  The moaning about the bad weather amuses me, especially as this is Britain.  If you want decent weather, go abroad!  And I am sure the year shall only improve.  How I look forward to that.  Hmm.

We are only six days into the holiday, and already I am desperate for nursery to start once more.  Today I am imprisoned, stuck in the house, as I have found it impossible to convince The Toddler to go shopping with me.  Admittedly, it is wet and rainy out there, and she is STILL suffering from the toddler flu.  Today is proving to be a fun day.  It is a shame though, as the bad weather means that town probably wouldn’t have been too bad today.  But there we go.  I guess I wasn’t quite so motivated to go shopping myself, otherwise I probably would have found a way to talk her into going out.  But it does mean that tomorrow’s shopping trip shall be interesting, given the vast amount of stuff we shall need to get.  Hmm.  Not so bad if I were on my own, but when I have a toddler to try and keep under control at the same time, all by myself, well, it could prove just a tiny bit difficult.  I hate holidays.  As much as I love my daughter, I really can’t wait for her to go back to nursery.  Having no time to get anything done is making my life a little bit difficult right now.  It’s not good.

And The Ex is doing my head in again.  He won’t shut up about this poor girl he’s interested in.  I really don’t know what to say to him.  I am rubbish at advice anyway, but relationships really aren’t my strong point.  And I know what he wants me to say, but I can’t tell him that because I don’t actually think she is all that interested in him.  Not in that way anyway.  Oh dear.  And I am very aware that I only have myself to blame for this situation.  At least he’s over me at long last.  That’s something.