Poor School

Lily has a two week grace period whenever there is a significant change. Change happens... Two weeks go by without much of a reaction, she's well behaved, polite, she has her moments, but for the most part peace reigns supreme.

Basically she lulls you into a false sense of security. You just forget what the other side is like for a little while. I know this and it still gets me every time.

The new class at school is one such significant change. I said before it happened about the grace period. When people have asked how she's doing, I've said things are going well in school, but wait two weeks, then you can tell what sort of day she's had by how stressed the teacher looks at pick up time.. We laugh about it, we carry on with our days, and the teacher keeps saying good things, and although the reminder is there whenever someone asks, it becomes more of a joke than a warning, because hey, it's good news each day.

So yes, I get lulled into a false sense of security too. Every time.

Well the grace period appears to be up. Poor lass had an interesting end of the week. Her teacher had her first glimpse of "a big moment". There was screaming ,there were limbs flying in all directions.. Biggest "wobble" they've come across since the start of Year 2.

I kinda feel sorry for them, because I know it wasn't a huge one. This is Lily starting to feel at ease, starting to let loose. Now we give her a two week mental period and hope she evens out and settles again.


In a way, I'm grateful for this. She's unleashing her wrath of doom at school, and though I'm getting some of the aftermath wrath, it's nowhere close to our usual battles, and for the most part at home she's a dream at the moment. She even spent time playing with her little brother today.

Now all I need to do is coax her to eat something other than beans on toast.

What a Weekend

Lily graced the school with her prescence on Friday, under protest from Mummy, as the minion of delight still seemed quiet. But hey, no messes to clear up in over the allotted time, so Mummy gave in, took her in, and sat by the phone waiting for the inevitable "Come get her" phone call... that didn't appear. About lunchtime I rang the school to find she had been very quiet, but good.... so I guess this means we are now officially in our 2 week grace period..

For those that don't know Lily, this works pretty simply. It takes her 2 weeks after a change, to become accustomed enough to it that she can... relax. Give it 2 weeks, and lets see how stressed the teacher looks at hometime to see what type of day Lily had...

She really didn't want to leave school today, she was in tears, and trying to bolt, purely because she didn't want to come home. I'm still not sure why, when I tried to ask her she explained it beautifully... with her back to me whilst running in circles, quietly, while her little brother was playing with the saucepans. She can only tell me things one time at the moment so I guess that one was lost to the void.

We had a fantastic weekend! Lily finally met Spidermans Friends! She even met Spiderman, selected a new piece of art for her wall, and became rather attatched to Harley Quinn. Mummy met some pretty cool people too, got some autographs, convinced Lily to pose with people she didnt know.. then to pose with Harley Quinn.. the difference in facial expressions from her between the 2 pictures is awesome..

We even got a cuddly Dalek.. None shall mess with us now.

I've promised her we'll go again next year. It really was amazing, and our first convention, better than I could have imagined!

She didn't even mind when costumed people interacted with her, in fact, she went and introduced herself to them. Cue Mummy standing back, beaming proudly.

That's my girl!

Here We Go Again... Oh.. Maybe Not Then...

Today's the big day! The day that parents and children look forward to and dread at the same time..
The day that invariably you wake up inexplicably early, and are ready long before it's time to leave.
Children lined up, smart, new clothes, new shoes, setting an example. The air crackling with exitement and excitable greetings and nervous chatter ensue as they await the doors opening.

First day in a new Year. That means new classrooms, new teachers, a new way into and out of the school. Holidays are officially over, back to alarm clocks and beggings of haste over breakfast.

Unless you're Lily. Then you're really having a bad day. Poor wee lass isn't well. I can tell when it's bad, because she becomes so unlike herself it drives me to distraction.

Lily usually spends her time flapping about and running back and forth, playing "tend game"s, making constant demands, generally her presence cannot be missed. She's loud, she's bright, she's full of that limitless energy I wish I could bottle so I could make a small fortune.

Today Lily has been on the couch. She watched the telly without actually watching it.. just staring in its' general direction. She slept, she's taken small sips of water. She hasn't eaten a thing all day. Not quite true. She ate the eyes, nose and mouth out of a billy bear for dinner.. then migrated back to the couch voicing something unintelligible (face scrunched up, whiny voice), where she has stayed since.

Her little brother occassionally attempts to make contact, and is either screamed at or ignored. All in all she's feeling (and looking) pretty sorry for herself.

This has a very slight upside to it, Mummy has gotten some pretty awesome cuddles today.