Obstacles
It's the Summer Term.
This means several things in the world of a primary school teacher, but specifically two events. One will see me wielding a paintbrush and asking children to sit still and stop blinking while I apply copious flourishes of pink swirls to their newly adorned butterfly faces. The other will mean standing around for several hours, being bored out of my skull, repeating the same instructions over and over again.
So as I watch the eleventy billionth child stand in the hoop and pull it over their heads, while the adoring parents of little Susie coo and gasp at her falling over the hurdles again, I shall try and desperately muster up my best fixed smile. I will impersonate a parrot "dribble the ball around the cones and then run back down the right, I said RIGHT hand side back to your team mates" and then I will more than likely fall off my perch with utter numbskulling drudgery.
I'll admit it here and now. I bloody hate Sports Day.
It's not as bad as it used to be when essentially I was on crowd control for two hours while the children watched their faster and stronger class-mates winning every race. We now do a carousel of activities involving every child in every class. I will be organising the obstacle race. It's quite fun the first time, but the fifth I could cry with monotony. By the eighth rotation, I may well be found trying to crawl along the ground behind the beanbag race to escape to a better world. A world without whistles and hands up and score sheets and "get behind the line!"
Of course before that delight, I have the Summer Fayre. This, I am bitter and twisted about. It's on the same day as CyberMummy so I can't go and have fun there. Instead I am destined to spend two and a half hours painting pink butterflies (what about a frog? No? You want a pink butterfly. An alien? No? Ok, what about a purple butterfly? No? It has to be pink does it?) on children's faces. That is after I have had to turn up at 9am on my day off (!) to help set up. I am peeved.
Only 10 working days left, but God I wish they'd pass.
Wednesday 22nd June 2011 – 'Reflection' (173/365)
Wordless Wednesday 22/06/11
Found!
One happy, smiling, cheerful, polite, gorgeous little boy! Answers to the names of 'Oh, darling' and 'scrumpy-bum'.
Today, I have been Ubër-mummy. It has almost killed me but I have done it.
We have played jigsaws and lotto, done playdough and sticking. We've drawn, we've coloured. We ate lunch together at the same time! We had a firm and successful naptime (albeit only an hour or so). We have played small world together, we have cooked and washed up. We've played in the garden.
And it has paid off because a happy and cheerful, polite and obliging child is currently being laid down in his bed fast asleep.
Now where's my bed because I am completely and utterly exhausted!
Tuesday 21st June 2011 – 'Upside Down' (172/365)
TRU Review: These Aren't Just Any Crayons…
Last week, we took delivery of our first parcel from Toys R Us as part of the Toyologist programme. The Boy and I ripped it open excitedly and found a whole host of lovely products inside to review. The item that he kept going back to time and time again, and was most insistent that I open was a pack of crayons. I know! Crayons, I ask you.
However, these aren't just crayons, these are Melissa & Doug crayons.
Aren't they pretty? And look at the lovely hard-wearing case that they come in!
(I will say though that luckily, the pack we received had the colours arranged like a spectrum which pleased my OCD tendencies. The picture above disturbs me slightly).
Now I don't want you thinking that I am a crayon snob (because I'm not), but there are an awful lot of rubbish colouring implements out there: luckily these are not them. The Melissa & Doug crayons are really good quality, partly because of the fact that they are made of plastic, not wax, which makes them very durable. The colours are bold and the lines that come from them are fine and even (trust me, I rant in school about children's inability to colour properly, poor materials do not help them).
Using my teacher-head here, not only am I impressed with the materials that the crayons are made from, but also the shape of them as they are triangular. In the marketing blurb it talk about how this is good because they don't roll-away and this is true; however for me I can see that they promote the correct grip.
Accompanying the crayons was the Melissa & Doug Jumbo Colouring Pad. I really like this pad because each of the fifty sheets has a large picture drawn on it. Not cartoon-style drawings, which annoy me because they don't resemble the real-life images, but proper representations in decent outlines. They also are only printed on only one side so that if your child, unlike The Boy, did a super job of colouring in and you wanted to display it, you can! The paper is really good quality, doesn't crumple or rip while they are colouring, and it tears from the pad really easily.
The Boy got straight in there!
We had The Boy's cousins over on the weekend and this is what happened:
Girl Cousin said she liked them because "they are like pens so it makes you try harder". Boy Cousin said, "they are funny shaped, I like them". Fiery Girl Cousin said, "they feel nice to use and I like the colours." The Boy said, "colour this, YES!"
There you go: out of the mouths of babes!
The crayons come in a pack of 24 and are priced at £4.99, the same price as the jumbo colouring pad.
I was provided with these items free of charge as part of the Toys R Us Toyologist programme and for review purposes. My opinions are my own and honest, as always.
Monday 20th June 2011 – 'Rings on his Fingers' (171/365)
Lost
Excuse me, but has anyone seen my son around?
He's about 93cm tall, beautiful dark blond hair, eyes that change from blue-green-brown, a beautiful smile that reaches up to and beyond his eyes, and a loving and friendly personality. He is caring and compassionate, he is polite and courteous. He eats everything put in front of him without questioning, he does everything that is asked of him without complaint. He is a little treasure and bundle of joy. Everyone thinks so.
So have you seen him? Do you know where he is?
Because someone seems to have flipped a switch in my son and turned off all of the above personality traits. Someone has removed all manners and courtesy from my son. SOMEONE has made him an argumentative and stroppy little bugger!
And that SOMEONE had better return him by morning because I HAVE HAD ENOUGH!
Competition: Meccano Build and Play
Both my husband and I are fortunate enough that our mums saved our most favourite and timeless toys, which are currently residing in boxes in the attic. For hubby it was because his mother passed over the decision about what he wanted to get rid of or keep, from my mum it was because she wanted me to be able to pass them on to my children to play with.
Hmm, do you think The Boy will want daddy's Meccano or mummy's Flower Fairies?
The Boy's daddy is looking forward to the age when he is old enough to play with Meccano (so am I secretly, because I was always more of a tomboy) but that day is stil a year or two off in all honesty. Meccano do a fabulous range of 5+ Meccano including Build and Play, Construction and Rescue Team, and offered to send a set out to me for review. I was only too happy to accept as I have a five year old nephew who loves making things but hasn't encountered Meccano yet.

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