It's been a long time since this page was updated. Quite the rollercoaster, and I'm very sorry to say that what started as a "not enough energy to post" turned to "forgot to post" which in turn became "The Daily Aut? What's that?"
It helps if you turn your old rattly laptop on once in a blue moon too.

We're nearing the end of the Summer Holidays now, many adventures have been had, from simple trips to the beach (Lily likes the beach, she heads straight for the waves the moment we get there, and it takes a while to dry her shoes out... really must buy her some of those beach shoes!) We've done two 10 hour car journeys (the first of which was undertaken at night hoping minions would sleep... the second during the day as it didnt make much difference. That is, it didnt SEEM to until we did the trip by day, night time driving it is.)

I have consumed copious amounts of Krispy Kreme Doughnuts, thankyou Welcome Breaks across the country for satisfying my need for enough sugar to almost keep up with the energy of my children.

Uniforms have been found, school is generally prepared for now (I think... we'll see how many things I've forgotten soon enough)

Lily is moving to an SRB at another school. I'm really hopeful that this setting will help her, she's been doing so well. She isn't too keen on the idea, one moment she's excited and the next she is upset, though she has been upset a lot lately so it is hard to pin down which reason it's for. The routine is lost, there is no school, she wants to go places but the moment we get there the sensory input is too much, she won't be seeing her friends anymore, she'll have new journeys, new rooms, new faces to deal with all with different voices and smells and it's all just so big and scary.
She is doing so well despite all this. She has brought so much joy to everyone she's met this holiday. She's really trying her hardest, and it shows. Before we know it the routine will be regained, time will pass and she'll settle, and all the battles and screaming and throwing will cease (please?). We'll once again forget how hard this bit was. Then the next holiday will come and the grace period will lull me again. Two weeks. Gets me every time.

There have been so many positive points this holiday. So many nice moments and memories, and I'm looking forward to more.

In the meantime I'm hearing the call of the kettle... (and the remaining doughnuts)