Monday, 29 September 2008

Monday Musings

It seems like a while since I have actually blogged, in reality it was only Thursday, but whatever.

Firstly, having recently remarked that I never get spam in my email inbox it seems this one opened a tidal wave of epic proportions. This week alone I have been busy winning both the British and Australian lotteries, I have become beneficiary to millions and millions of pounds due to numerous deaths of obscure relatives I have never heard of or met. Plus on top of that kindly strangers are frequently offering me the opportunity to put all of their gazillions in my bank account while they leave their homelands and move westward for a cut of their cash. Clearly the light of fortune is shining on me brightly right now. Well, either that or I need to change my email address.

Secondly, Eli is happily settled at playgroup (HOORAY!). His teachers tell me by his second session it was like he had always been there. Sadly that did not save me from the look of complete horror I received at his first session from his key worker (who was brand new) when I explained he would bite someone if he got into a scuffle and it wasn't sorted out immediately. She won't be nominating me for any parenting awards that is for sure.

Thirdly, last Monday in celebration of having successfully offloaded Eli at playgroup for 3 hours I hit the supermarket with Thomas (I know, I know how to have a good time don't I?). Having purchased all my groceries without having to reprimand or bribe anyone I headed to get petrol. I was filling up my tank with £1.09 litre/£4.36 per gallon (Yes that is like $8 per gallon, don't feel so hard done to now do you?) when my phone starting ringing. My gut instinct immediately told me it was playgroup calling and that Eli had bitten some unsuspecting child and that he'd been expelled on his very first day. In a state of panic I finished up and found my phone. To my great relief it wasn't playgroup calling, phew! 5 minutes into my journey I heard something on the roof of my car, I glanced into my rear view mirror only to see something flying through the air and hitting the car behind me. Confusion turned to clarity as I realised in my Eli induced panic I had forgotten to put the petrol cap back on and had left it on the car roof. Yes, I am that stupid!

Apparently I am just not satisfied with paying ridiculous money for petrol, I want to fill up and let it freely evaporate into the atmosphere just so that it can be as costly as possible. I had to go to the Peugeot dealer and attempt to buy a new one. After having explained my story to 2 rather amused men I was informed they didn't actually have one in stock so had to go elsewhere but I finally found one. It made for a rather frenzied 3 hours (I didn't even end up with time to bring Thomas home for lunch before dropping him at nursery so he had to make do with a feast of crusty french baguette in his carseat, dry and with no juice to wash it down) without Eli rather than the calm and serene and leisurely time I had envisioned. Fortunately Wednesday was vastly better.

Fourthly, when Thomas arrives at school it is lunchtime for all the kids who are in full time schooling aged 4-7. That means 250ish kids are playing in the playground merrily enjoying their freedom. Three weeks into dropping Thomas off he still without fail says 'The boys and girls are so happy I made it' as we pull up, yep my three year old is in such a happy state of thinking the world revolves about him that he has interpreted their high spirits as simply the whole school being thrilled that he, Thomas Siswick, has arrived for his 2.5 hour stint that takes him into zero contact with the rest of the school.

Lastly, I am wondering when we will walk home from school without the following conversation. We get to this alleyway about 5 seconds from our house where once about 7 months ago there happened to be some dog poop. We now frequent this alley on a daily basis and without fail as soon as we enter it I hear, "where that dog poo go?", "It's gone Thomas that was a really long time ago, someone cleaned it up.", "Who clean that poo, why?" seriously have we nothing better to discuss than the disappearance of some 7 month old dog poo? Maybe I'll have to consider a new route home or talk someone into letting their canine friend poop there because apparently all is just not right in the world if our alley is a poop-less place.

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19 lovely comments:

Kristen said...

I just love that he thinks all of the kids are so excited to see him!! That is one of those funny things they say that you are going to want to remember forever!! Too cute friend!

Oh yeah, and the dog poo? I've got one of those 3 year olds too where everything is a question, and mostly about something from F O R E V E R ago too. Makes me want to yell "STOP ASKING". But we too just have the same conversation over and over! UGH!

Mandy said...

I am smiling ear to ear with this! I love how your son thinks everyone is excited he is there. That is the cutest thing I ever heard. :)

Claire said...

£1.09?!!? That's not too bad.

I love how Thomas thinks that his public lie in wait to greet himo cute:)

Melissa Wollman said...

Kendra is obsessed with dog poo as well! There is a little grassy knoll in our neighborhood that always has dog poop on it, and she always has to point it out to me when we walk by. I wonder what she would do if there was none to be found?

LOL about leaving your gas tank cover/lid/cap thingy on top of your car!!!

Oh, and I love the fact that Thomas thinks all the kids at his school are rejoicing that he has finally made it to school! I love how these almost 4 year olds think!

Beth (A Mom's Life) said...

I love that Thomas thinks the whole school is happy because he is there. Now that's a great attitude!

Susan said...

I love it that he thinks the other kids are happy because he has just shown up at school. He is adorable!

Krystyn said...

I think the dog poop conversation is the perfect wrap up for the day.

And, I'm constantly telling people here to quit their complaining about our gas....but, right now, we are $0.80 over the national average thanks to the hurricane!

AMY said...

The dog poo part is the best. My kids never forget random things like that.

4funboys said...

ha...

is gas really that high?

I thought it was bad in California! wow.

anti-supermom said...

I love that you spend $8 on gasoline only to forget the gas cap - 'let it flow freely'. That made me laugh out loud.

My son thinks the world revolves around him too, that's just the way it is.

Man, this was a funny post! So much good stuff :)

Jenny said...

too funny! kids remember the weirdest things...

i have left my cap to my gas tank off..but luckily it is attached. so i get the weird honking from other drivers...like hey lady your gas cap is off and just haning there!

Clare said...

such a funny post, love it! i would totally leave the gas cap too, i am forever doing things like that!

the poop in the alley is just too funny, isn't it crazy how they remember the weirdest stuff??

Lisa@verybusymomwith4 said...

The dog poo story is funny--and something I could totally see a kid fixate on :)

And those lottos--you are one lucky girl, with all those wealthy dead family members you never met--wow.

Mama Smurf said...

#4 made me LOL...that's funny stuff!

Kelli @ writing the waves said...

I was waiting for you to say that the gas cap took a chunk out the person's windshield behind you...sounds like one of those "one thing after another" days. Hope the rest of the week has been better. :)

Elaine A. said...

My son STILL remembers a time I ACCIDENTALLY hit him with a grocery bag of items on the way in the door from the car. (this was well over a year ago) and has to mention it every time we walk that way together. The way they associate a certain memory with a certain place is amazing to me!

Sorry about the price of petrol. Really, I am.

Shannon said...

OK, way too funny, I smiled the whole way thru reading this :-)

I totally get the waiting for the phone to ring while they are at preschool - I still do it every time I drop my little guy off.

And my four year old goes to 1/2 day kindergarten in the afternoon and is the same way - except he takes the school bus, lol. He still doesn't really *get* that the other kids are in school for the whole day and barely know his little tiny class is there :-)

And I have left the cap off the gas tank too and driven away . . . must be a tired mommy thing, lol.

Happy POW!

JSue said...

I think my 5YO remembers EVerything. "Mommy, remember when..." It could have happened yesterday or a year ago.

What a ridiculous price for gas!

crunchiemummy said...

Kids! They've got memories like an elephant don't they? You'll have to remind him of dog poo alley when he's a teen!

Oh and I've done that before with something flying off the top of my car except it was the toddler's sippy cup! A bit cheaper to replace I'm sure!

Anyway, happy POW!