A meal out was had at a Michelin starred restaurant in Wiltshire named ‘The Harrow’. An absolutely amazing taster menu and extremely friendly staff and management. They do a boiled egg course. I can’t say what they do with it, but it’s a real treat! Nikki babysat and we were home before 11pm. Only one mishap Nikki informed us and that was Thor walking about looking bemused. Not sure what he was bemused about, never mind.
The terrace has had several hours attention over the last couple of days. Getting it ready for the summer has been some considerable work, but it is beginning to look like a place where we can enjoy what the summer has to offer. Lots of warm sunshine I am hoping. It’s a great place for barbecuing and chilling. Fingers crossed on the weather front. Pics to follow when some of those spring buds have blossomed and bloomed.
Craft time was had this afternoon in the kitchen, raiding the recycle bin, Tara became a fairy with a green crown, Amritsar had a complete meltdown as Tara used up her green ink on her five coloured pen. Finally she is settled, but she is still steaming underneath. Thor said loudly in the thicket of it all ‘Amritsar’ he exclaimed, ‘I am getting a head ache, please be a bit quieter’. Daddy lost his temper at one point, she was told to go up to bed but refused and just continued to scream – god when she wants to be a complete madam, Amritsar does it for England.
Caleb is back in a nappy. He has drenched two sets of clothes so far today. Sorry Sindy, but he is back in a nappy until Monday afternoon. I don’t think that he will be ready to start ‘Big School’ in September. I really hope I am proved wrong on this. It would be sad if he had to be held back for a year. But the girls teachers confirmed at the parent teacher meeting earlier in the week that he must be confident using a toilet, plus he needs a basic grasp of things like queuing at lunch time and eating without spilling his food everywhere. At the moment it’s all still too much a struggle for him. He’s only truly happy when he is nestling on daddy’s lap. All day and every day if he had what he wanted. It’ll get better I’m sure – five months to go before September. Let’s wait and see.