IT'S A MUMS LIFE!

Fast forward 4 years!

Absolutely no point in trying to play catch up - or recall any crazy moments from that time, but simply accept that they've fallen into the crazed black hole which is my fuzzy brain forever.

This is a spur of the moment decision to rekindle the blogging flame for any crazed moments from here on in......

Life has become a whirlwind at Station House. BB is now 13 and half way through his second year at High School. Coasting through currently as a literal straight A student (as per his last end of term report) He has chilled out somewhat and at times can actually be really good company. He is finding his way around a wicked sense of humour!

LL is who todays tale will centre - a moment to cherish.....

This Morning I was upstairs getting dressed when I could hear a stramash unfolding downstairs between LL and CC. The boys now have morning chores to do (BB gets a out of jail free card during the week - as his school bus collects him at 7:40am) - they basically alternate walking the dog to the next house along (although I know they pretty much run to the end of the drive with her - which I don't mind so long as she gets a stretch of the legs and a chance to offload anything she needs to!) with putting away the dry dishes from the rack from the night before. LL had 'forgotten' that he had put away the dishes the previous morning and had started clearing them away - when CC pointed it out to him. Instead of accepting his mistake, he then chose to shout at CC and tell him to go walk the dog (I could hear this unfolding unbeknownst to him) CC refused - said something back and LL shouted very fiercely to CC to 'SHUT UP'

Cue entry stage left from Me!

I very firmly told LL to come upstairs, and asked him to explain what was going on. I told him it was not acceptable for him to tell his brother to shut up, and that he needed to understand that he wasn't the victim here and that he was in fact in the wrong. He couldn't see either and stormed off to his room and slammed the door whilst grumbling and crying very loudly about how he was so hard done by. The tears and stomping didn't stop whilst he walked the dog and were dragged out all the way to the school gate. I obviously annoyed the crap out of him by squeezing him into hugs and kissing him lots as he tried to exit the car.

I did feel the need to go and explain to his teachers why he had a tear stained face - and warn them of any potential sudden outbursts in school. They all were astounded that 'gentle, kind hearted LL' could possibly act this way - however did decided that they had the fair end of the bargain should he keep all of this joyous behaviour for Station House and not Stracathro!

I also hung back to give him another embarrassing squeeze as he entered the school for the day ;0 I think he finally cracked half a smile by the time I left.

CC just takes it. Bless him, he's said to me in the past few years 'that his brothers don't really like him' which causes so much pain in my heart that I can't describe. He is the peacemaker, always trying to do something to make others happy. He brings me breakfast in bed, or scrapes the car (although to give LL credit - he did that the other morning) or leaves little notes. Everyone who meets him just loves him. He will also walk into a room and speak to anyone - he is the one who would be front centre on the stage. He also has an engineering brain and loves to solve puzzles and understand how things work - but he is also a worrier. He is so concerned about the environment and the thought of anyone or any animal getting hurt really concerns him.

SC is so beyond her years. She is bolshy, independent, strong willed, bright, and amazingly in a house of boys is a girly girl. She loves unicorns, sparkle, pink and princesses. She does like to play in the dirt and jump in puddles as well though. She would be fighting CC for a place at front, centre on the stage!

Tonight to the Parent Council Meeting, she decided to wear her Disney Minnie Mouse princess dress (with a pink Rugby beanie hat!) The children were left to play in the other classroom whilst the meeting progressed. About half way through Teeny Fluff dramatically knocked on the door - several times - then made a dramatic entrance, holding out her coat, and announced to the room that she 'had taken her coat off' - she then proceeded to twirl in her dress, and inform everyone that 'this is my Minnie Princess Dress' When content that everyone had observed and appreciated her dress, she then made her exit back to play with the others......

I feel sorry for Mrs. H when she starts P1 after the summer.....

and no! We have NO intention of deferring her entry into Primary School. I think that she will more than handle being the youngest in the class!