I thought she'd be tired

The school run!

Everyone said she'd be tired when starting school. Could someone tell Miss A that she's meant to be tired please? Into her second full week, yesterday she bounced home and initiated a party to celebrate Miss I turning 11 months. Attired in a 60 year old bridesmaid dress. Miss A, that is, not Miss I. She found her book on world flags and started reading it to me. 'Mummy what is this country?' 'Kazakhstan'. 'What's this one?' ' Turkmenistan'. 'And this one?' 'I've no idea'. It was Kyrgyzstan. I am choosing a different page next time.

Today in the pouring rain I did take pity on her and took the bike trailer to pick her up. After school then we had to make and play pass the parcel while Miss I gazed around and wondered where her peace and quiet had gone.

Tomorrow we have the dentist. I wonder who will show the dentist the most teeth? Miss I has 3 now.

In other news: TH (that's Tolerant Husband, also now know as Absent Husband) is in Solihull on a work conference. I have dreams of a night or two in a hotel, with a gym, where someone else cooks and serves dinner to me. Bliss.

Tonight I have made date and walnut flapjacks, and a chick pea and potato curry (with hidden spinach). I see on the BBC that infants (aged 4 - 6) are to get free school meals from next September. The thought of not having to make packed lunches every day is appealing. But having seen some of the school dinners at Miss A's nursery, I am not entirely convinced of their nutritional value, certainly the vegetarian options are unimaginative and fairly unbalanced. And I cannot understand why they need pudding every day. Maybe if more people are using them the menu will improve.