Life feels as if it is settling back into a recognisable shape, though it has taken a good 6 months. Mornings we spend at home and read, and afternoons we are out and about. This afternoon we went to visit friends who have just moved out to a very lovely village, so we pottered around admiring cottage gardens in the autumn sunshine. We’ve spent quite a few afternoons at Ferry Meadows, and even ventured down to Cambridge one day to visit with friends from many years back.
We’re continuing with Paddle-to-the-sea and Mary Jones and her bible, and then a selection of read-in-one-sitting books each day. Last weeks post included David Weitzman’s Thrashin’ Time, which Matt is reading with them (and is as stunningly illustrated as his books always are), Lucy’s Summer (another Donald Hall/Michael McCurdy), and a story CD with Follow the Drinking Gourd read by Morgan Freeman. The boys have several similar “underground railroad” stories which they like, and listen to this new one over and over.
Baby Roo is starting to prepare for crawling. He’s up on all fours and swaying backwards and forwards to prepare himself. He can turn onhis tummy in full circles and keeps himself happy now a bit playing on the floor.
Everyone loves the swing, but especially Bear who says ‘want a wing’ quite often and can be inconsolable if it isn’t forthcoming.
Finished the sailing course today. Started to enjoy it in the end. Though balancing a Pico can’t be said to be the height of fun. Here is a photo of me trying to launch the boat and wondering why it isn’t going anywhere. I spent quite a bit of time on the water wondering how to get the boat moving, but that was partly because of a lack of wind. Not quite sure yet if I will ever be able to keep one of those things stable enough to feel I could take one of my children in there too…
The sailing course went much better today. It couldn’t have been much worse than last time. However in the afternoon there was no wind, but I (Matt) am back again tomorrow to have the second day of the course and am hoping the wind doesn’t pick up any more than forecast.
The children were all very interested to see the boat that I had been sailing it, and as all we could do in the afternoon was practice rigging the boat, then they got to see this. JJ is in his ‘monster’ outfit that he loves (given to us when friends visited a few days ago).
A couple more photos available on flickr itself (click the bar on the right).
Friends came to visit this morning bringing this wonderful hand-me-down. Very popular!
And Bear wanted her photo taken too.
The animal, not the company that owns Perkins Engines in Peterborough.
We saw this last weekend. Any ideas what it is (Jay or Simon)? Sorry I didn’t think of using the Super Macro mode on the camera!
Matt has just finished reading ‘Fantastic Mr. Fox’ to the boys (and has started it over again at their request).
I have just started Paddle-to-the-Sea with them (this will be a chapter a day book) and ‘Mary Jones and her Bible’.
Mip read ‘Mr. Gumpy’ to us all. One page he asked me to read, but the rest he did by himself. He got stuck only on ‘squabble’ and’join’.
Mip’s Roman Numerals.
We did the usual walk up the ‘mountain’ and this year it wasn’t raining.
Bear did quite a good job of walking up the mountain. Obviously not all the way, well not most of the way either, but neither was she carried the whole distance.
L & S came up a while after us, with Mr. Bright, arriving while we were at the top. The main centre of the Cefn Lea Park (Mid Wales) is in the background.
On the Wednesday, there were about 3 birthdays, one of which was a friend of our boys from Peterborough, so it was nice when he came up with his birthday lego while our boys were having lunch. Notice the best Pork Pie ever sitting on the table. Get them while they are warm; it is the best way to eat them.
It wouldn’t have been a walk up a hill if there wasn’t a picture of the view from the top.
Us (plus 1) at the top of the ‘mountain’ near Cefn Lea (Mid Wales).
Am hoping to post properly about the holiday…
This is what happens when you ask your 7-year-old to hang up some washing!