Bart had been asking to have her hair cut off short for a while now. She has a very sensitive head and brushing her hair sometimes makes her cry. Then recently she has taken to chewing her hair which was driving my crackers.
So last week, armed with a photo of a cute hair cut, the girls and I went to the hairdresser. I don’t know what it is with hair stylists now a days, but I have a really difficult time getting them to cut girls hair short. I had the same problem when AJ took scissors to her own hair and we had to ger it cut off, the stylist just wouldn’t cut it short enough.
Anyway after forty-five minutes of Bart in the chair and me trying to keep AJ amused the girl came over and asked if the cut was okay. It is a sweet style, but nothing like the photo we gave her and about an inch longer at the back too. But by this time I could tell AJ was getting fidgety and so said it was fine and off we went.
Walking back up the hill after school the following day, Bart told me that loads of people had called her a boy because of her short hair.
“Well Bart,” I replied, “I would rather have a really cute hair cut like yours than be a sheep”
“Huh?” to say Bart looked confused was an understatement.
“When we see the sheep in the field and one starts running, what do the rest of them do?” I asked her
“They run too!”
“And if one sheep come through the gate into the field behind our house, what do the rest do?”
“Exactly! Now, nearly all of the little girls you know have either bobbed or long hair. They all follow each other, but not you. You have a lovely short hair cut.”
“Yeah. Hey AJ! I’m not a sheep!”
I looked behind at my older daughter, who was following us up the track and listening intently to our conversation. Her big brown eyes met mine and I winced as her shoulder length hair that she had been patiently growing long this past year, blew in the wind.
If you’ve read my bio and posts you will get the gist of how much this family loves animals. (I think spending £130 vet bill on an £8 hamster kind of sums it up.) Jay’s dream job is to have his own pig farm and I am just a sucker for anything with paws and fur. I am not keen on scales, (either the reptilian or fish kind) and feathers inside the house are not my thing, but I am not someone who will scream and jump on the furniture if the cat brings a mouse inside. (Although I won’t try to make a pet of it either.)
A number of years ago my sister visited with her two children, they were scared of our dog and they would flinch if one of the cats came near them, it drove me crazy. I was determined this would not be the case with our girls.
Willow, our twelve-year-old Border Collie, is very patient with them and quite happy to play and be hugged. Sparky, our stray cat who moved in last December, adores AJ and sleeps on her bed at night. He has the patience of a saint and doesn’t scratch, even when the girls are playing vets and they try to stuff him in a pet carrier already containing a blanket and a fluffy pillow (all for his comfort of course). Although the girls do not handle the hamsters (too small and wriggly) they love to stroke them and feed them tidbits. The two rabbits, Nibbles and Tallulah, join in their games and are happy for the girls to pet them. Murphy and Patch the guinea pigs and newest additions to our family are still shy and skittish, but the girls help with cleaning them out and love to smooth their soft hair when I pick them up.
This week both Jay and I have had the week off work, so for one of our trips we took the girls to a children’s farm. When we paid our entrance fee we also bought some bags of animal feed to take in with us.
The four of us had a great time. There were pygmy goats, sheep, chickens and ducks. Rabbits, donkeys, alpaca’s and a grumpy looking pig called Bertie. All the animals came to the fences as we approached eager for some food and the girls were really good at holding out their hands for the feed to be taken.
The place was clean and all the animals looked loved and well cared for. There was also a play and picnic area which was a big hit too.
I think it is good for children to get up close to all sorts of animals, to touch and feed them. Mind you, when Bart asked if she could have a pet elephant I had to say no.
The Olympic Torch has passed this way and AJ’s school entered the Small Schools Olympics. Seven little village schools joined in with all the children having a go at a new sport in the morning and taking part in events in the afternoon. Jay took the day off work and we took Bart to watch the games and the torch pass by.
Bart’s playgroup held a Jubilee tea party for the Mums and Dads who were able to attend. We had sandwiches and cakes as well as tea in pretty floral china cups.
We then had AJ’s sports day the following evening. Alternating between bouts of rain and swarms of midges the children raced for all they were worth. AJ received four third places and a couple of well done’s for her efforts.
Even Bart got in on the action taking part in the wee ones race while wearing her
super aero-dynamic racing outfit tutu!
While this was all happening I decided it was time to start formal introductions between Nibbles and Tallulah. After a brief fur flying fight on the first day, the two bunnies soon got used to jumping into each others hutches until we were able to settle them in the same one. They look so cute cuddled up together.
The village fete took place and although I did not have to help on the stalls, I spent the day before furiously baking cupcakes and banana loaves. (I had to bake extra knowing Jay would not be able to resist eating one of the home-baked goods!) Bart had a fun time making friends with a cute lamb called Thimble, which she got to help feed.
I attended the playgroup AGM where the outgoing committee members all resigned their posts. Although internally I was chanting “Don’t volunteer, don’t volunteer” when nobody else spoke up I took on the role as secretary for the next twelve months.
Last Tuesday Bart and her playgroup friends went on their summer outing. We headed to Brodie Castle which had recently opened a new adventure playground. The kids (and adults) had a really good day out, with slides and climbing frames, swings and sand pits. Well worth the visit and free too:o)
Meanwhile our little three-legged hamster, Daisy is doing really well. She is running around her cage as fast as she ever did. Although she does lose her balance sometimes and fall, she is such a trooper getting back up and racing again.
AJ had another party invite. This one said bring a water gun and water proofs. A couple of hours with her school friends, running around a field in the rain shooting each other with water all to claim a flag. Followed by face painting, hotdogs and party food. My girl was in heaven.
I decided I was bored with my hair and it was time for something new. So on a trip to Asda, I stopped the trolley in the isle for hair dye. With input from Jay and my two mini stylists we decided on a deep wine red colour. Unfortunately my first home attempt did not come out as well as I hoped, so I ended up buying a second box and doing it again. It is still a bit of a shock when I catch myself in the mirror, but I really like the change.
Bart had been coughing during the night, it got so bad one night that she, along with Jay and I did not get much sleep, so I took her to the doctors who diagnosed acid reflux. She is now taking medicine before bedtime which really seems to be helping.
Last Saturday was the village summer outing. The four of us arrived in the square at 10am to catch one of two big white buses heading to the seaside. The rain was coming down but despite that quite a few soggy villagers clambered on the buses clutching deck chairs, tents and for one optimistic family, buckets and spades. When we arrived at the beach the rain had stopped, although it was still overcast. I think everyone enjoyed themselves despite the lack of sunshine, some
crazy brave kids donned their swim suits and headed into the North Sea. It made my teeth chatter just looking at them. A picnic lunch was provided followed by ice cream later in the afternoon. We did a hasty pack up and back onto the buses when the heavens opened at around four o’clock, then headed back to the village hall for an indoor barbecue.
On Sunday Jay and I laid new lino in the ‘rabbit room’ during which he decided to try and teach the girls break dancing… yes… try… I will leave it at that.
Monday was AJ’s summer school trip. All the teachers and pupils headed off to the cinema to watch Top Cat followed by lunch and playing in a park.
Today was Bart’s playgroup fun day. A bouncy castle/slide was hired much to the excitement of all the kids. There was also snacks and lunch boxes. The children who are moving up to primary one next year all wore little black graduation hats they had made themselves and each child got presented with a book, Jubilee coin and a toy.
Tomorrow is Bart’s last day of playgroup before the summer holidays. It should be fun as all the parents, staff and children join in a water fight. (Must remember to take a change of clothes this year.)
AJ’s school has a service in the church at ten o’clock tomorrow morning, where the children heading to high school get to talk about their time at the primary school and we get to see photo’s of them over the last seven years. I have been warned to take tissues and seeing as I can cry at most things, I think this is good advice.
Then on Thursday it is AJ’s last day in Primary 1. I cannot believe how fast this year has gone. My little girl who was so excited to go on the bus that first day will not be the youngest in the school anymore. A new crop of playgroup ‘graduates’ will be starting in August. Jay and I are so proud of what she has achieved this year. She came home that first day clutching her homework, learning to read and write a single letter at a time and now she reads books. She knows her numbers and can add them together. Show and tell is the highlight of her week and she loves art class and dancing. She has a wonderful teacher who she will stay with for the next three years and staff around her who know her for the little girl she is and not just another face in the crowd.
So as you can see, as we speed towards the end of term, it has been a busy time here and to be honest we are all worn out. Next week both Jay and I have the week off work and we plan to spend some time with the girls, going for some trips out, but generally taking it easy. I for one can not wait.