Back to reality

So the holiday season is kind of over really. Rob goes back to work tomorrow. Normality is resumed. I'm going to miss having him around - and miss having lie ins every other day. Though I won't miss the kids who will be at school - every activity we usually do has been so crowded - looking forward to having Gambado back for the pre-school brigade.

I haven't seen my friends over the holidays and have missed them a lot too! Need to get my social life back in gear.

We took the decorations down today - always a sad thing to do. I love covering the house in glitter and am always sad when it goes away. (though there are always a few decorations that get left up all year round - sparkly fairy in the living room, a glitter ball in the dining room)


So goodbye Santa and sparkle and twinkly lights. What I kept thinking today was "I wonder what Oscar will make of it all next Christmas". He might get it a bit more - I imagine each year is more exciting until you hit puberty.....eek (don't even want to go there)

I had a meeting with my Monkey Music boss today to give me some guidance about lesson plans. I've been getting myself into a panic about it all. I thought I started this week but I have another week to practice. And I can watch her deliver some classes to get a clear idea of structure. I'm feeling ok for doing the classes with children of Oscar's age (I've done them as a parent for a year) but it's the older classes I'm nervous of - not only are the children more responsive (and demanding) but the classes are more complicated with basic music theory being introduced. Most Monkey Music teachers are trained musicians. I am not. I am a trained show off. So I have to do my homework on crotchets and quavers....(not the cheesy crisp, I know)

Here's a pic of Oscar in his funky snowsuit thingy - we got it at Lidl, home of the bargain, for £7.50 and it's fab. He splashed in puddles and fell in mud but was warm and dry inside it. (The pooh bear ears are from his sweatshirt)