Toddler Group Queen

Well, Isaiah practically had to be carried into school on Tuesday. Joy. Plus we were running late so I had no makeup, wet hair and hadn't cleaned my teeth to converse with the staff :-)))

However it settled down and he was fine, I think. It's an ongoing thing. He and Martha both hate a new long term supply teacher though, who has moved him away from all his friends in class.

This week I am the toddler group queen. I am the sidekick for two toddler groups, I am a very good sidekick but don't like the responsibility of being the head honcho. M's car isn't working and T is poorly, so I'm running them both for now. What a superstar and hero I am. Actually I don't mind at all - it's the responsibility in a long term way I don't like, kind of planning stuff, being responsible if the whole thing goes to the dogs and no-one ever comes etc. now Rosie is a bit more independent putting out a few toys and reading a story aren't difficult.

Last night I went to what was supposedly my last ever tutorial, hmmmm, we shall see. I like tutorials. It was way out in the sticks in a converted barn, lovely house, I am very jealous now :-)

Oh dear. Isaiah has just wandered in saying 'I know Santa isn't real' - he's found the rest of the packet of sweets that Santa used a few of to put in their cup thingy on the tree. Time for more subterfuge. How about 'If Santa had had that many sweets he would have given you them'?!