Nothing new to see here – cross-posted from my el-jay for ease of reference.
This morning M and her son J came over for another playdate, before they left for Adelaide in the afternoon. K and J started out watching Hairy Maclary episodes on the computer, then built a cubbyhouse under the table and stayed under there, giggling, for about an hour. H trundled around with M and me most of the time, but occasionally went and attempted to pull the cubbyhouse down, to the accompaniment of piercing shrieks from the inhabitants. Eventually M managed to pry J out of there to go home and finish packing, and the rest of us had lunch before I put H down for a nap.
Since K has been very insistent recently about wanting to paint, I set her up with that as soon as I came downstairs again, and I sat with her and did some drawing as well. H slept for two hours, and K painted for almost all of that! She was also asking me how to spell lots of words, and painting them on her pictures, then writing them when we got out the drawing stuff after H came downstairs. I was interested to note that when she was painting, she wrote her words left to right, then when she switched to crayon and pen, started writing them right to left. I have no idea what’s going on there, but didn’t make a big deal out of it. H had a go at drawing as well, and looked quite proud of the marks he was making on the paper, but got bored with that fairly quickly and started biting the points off crayons and pencils in a meaningful kind of way until I let him down from his chair.
We also went shopping for F&V and some more gluten-free flour and lactose-free milk for B, since we’d run out of her pancake makings (pancakes are a major food group for this girl). E scared me half to death when he opened the door for me when we got back, since I had totally lost track of time and didn’t expect him to be back at all. But it was fortunate that he was home, since my mother had dropped off our dog, as she had said she would, while I was out, and presumably would have been peeved had there been no one home. At least we didn’t forget about picking up B from Scouts. I don’t know where my time-sense had gone, usually I’m accurate to within about 15 minutes…
It’s been lovely weather for me today (my natural uniform involves jeans and sneakers), but the forecast is not fabulous for tomorrow’s HS group activity, swimming. I can barely coax H into a warm bath, he’s hardly going to be interested in an outdoor toddler pool when it’s a windy 22 degrees *sigh* I might have to make other arrangements for B to go without me, particularly if her friends are going to be there. Otherwise we might just give it a miss.