I am finding this whole school malarkey quite hard. Betty (and Dolly) having chicken pox was really horrible, but despite her ailing, I was secretly thrilled about having her at home with me for a week, and not having our time together taken away by her education.
When Betty was better I had that horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach, and desperately didn't want her to go back. It sort of felt like the end of a holiday, but instead of happy frolics and the smell of sun-cream, we had had grumpiness and the smell of calamine. It was a week I still cherished though.
Betty went back to school. In the morning she protested a little about going on the school bus, and said that she didn't like the bus any more. This really upset me. I wondered why she no longer liked the bus, and I worried about it on and off all day.
The whole school went on a trip to the theatre. Betty sat next to a girl who she said tickled her all the way back. She said she asked the girl to stop but the girl didn't stop, and that it wasn't 'gentle tickling'. 'I just wanted to chill out on the coach,' Betty informed me. This really upset me. How dare an older girl tickle my daughter against her will?
Both my husband and my mum told me to get a grip.
And after not seeing Betty all day (they didn't get back from the theatre until 5.30pm), I desperately wanted to chat with her and find out about her day. 'I just want to play on granny's iPad now mummy' Betty told me. A disgruntled two year old Dolly, who was busy looking on eBay at mens' shoes at the time, handed the iPad over with a deep sigh.
The only information I managed to extract from Betty before she went to bed (apart from the whole barbaric tickling incident) was this:
'The cat in the theatre did loads of farts, and do you know mummy, cats fart much louder than me, and you, and daddy, and Dolly and granny...'
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I am laughing. not because of the cat farts, but because we are so, so similar.
I love it when Girly Girl is home. If she's proper sick then that's not so fun because it's a worry, but if for example it's down to strikes or a mystery illness that passes so quickly that she's soon eating choccy, then I LOVE it! Extra days together, just brilliant!
And I'm with you about the tickling. I'd be annoyed too. I've been giving a child my best 'evils' in the playground (hopefully unnoticed) because she was giving out Christmas cards and didn't give one to my girl. I'm outraged and annoyed.
And back to the cats. Didn't know they did loud farts. you learn something new every day!
xx
p.s was just about to switch off and go to bed, but when I saw your tweet I literally ran over here! x
Hi Sadie, I love getting your comments! - you always make me smile :) xxxx
The post title intrigued me straight away! Very funny. I love having them home and keeping them warm and cosy too, so you are not alone!
It was a tough day when both of my kids were old enough to have to go to school, so yes, I liked it a lot when one of them was home sick. Not that I took advantage of it, of course :o)
I am glad it is not just me :)
Two thoughts.
One, Betty would probably enjoy my sons' version of 'Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas', which has the lines 'Soon one day we all will be together, If the farts are loud'.
Two, I'm with you. Sorry Tom. Any unwanted crossing of physical boundaries is bad news for children. If Betty asked the girl to stop but she didn't, that's not right. Being a powerless younger child is not a nice thing. No means no, and all that.
I'd consider talking to a teacher. It's really important for a child to feel safe at school, (and by extension, on the school bus). Safe = having your boundaries respected, even at Betty's age. I can remember being tickled as a child, and hating it.
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