Friday, 27 February 2009
Kent GP Mamas & Parcels.
A parcel arrived this morning, I know what it is but I didn't dare open for fear of been distracted when I had so much to do before Willow81k, Mama412 and Daisypip arrived. Sadly Daisypip wasn't able to join us all afterall, there's always next time :-)
We had planned on a craft afternoon, the littles though made if a bit difficult so we enjoyed chilli and then Mama's delicious apple cakes and a good chinwag. I was very sad when it came time for
everyone to leave. Rye had a whale of time with Mama's daughter, they played outside in the garden and then they played upstairs in his Rye's bedroom; the giggles and laughter coming from his room. It was lovely to hear him having such a wonderful time.
I opened the parcel from Sarah followed by much oohing and arrhing. She'd added a few little bits too, the little brass cauldron in the photo and the very cute little beanbaggy thing, which Rye hasn't yet spied but I imagine will be claimed when he does.
Once everyone had left, I discovered I had no electricity, so a quick pop round next door to ask if they had none too, which they didn't, so I decided to amuse myself by trying on the new mei tai that Sarah has made me. Ohhh its lovely, nice wide straps and a good length in the body. Rye clearly likes it too because he was fast asleep within minutes of me putting him in it, and much to my delight the length means when he's asleep his neck is supported and he's not lolling around like he does in my funkysling mei tai. I think it will take a little getting use to the wide straps after the thinner padded ones, I prefer wider though, the right strap use to be forever sliding down a bit, whereas the wider straps nicely cup my shoulders, and Rye feels almost weightless.
Thanks Sarah, I love it! :))
Rye took his first top to bottom of stairs tumble this morning too. Scared the beejeebies out of me, all I could do was watch as my darling boy went head over heels down the stairs; gawd my heart was in my throat. He'd gone to sit down to shuffle down the stairs like he normally does, however I had some empty boxes at the top of the stairs for recyling. As he bent to sit down his bum caught on the edge of a box and it propelled him forward. It seemed to happen in slow motion but there was no way I could get to him in time. I ran down the stairs scooping him up, never been so relieved to hear him screaming and just sat there on the bottom of the stairs hugging my little man as all the horrible possibilities flashed through my head. I was shaking holding him and biting back tears as I didn't want to add to his fright. He's fine, a little bump on the head and it hasnt scared him off going up and down stairs - it has made me much more nervous though. The boxes, obviously, are gone! I'll not be leaving anything at the top of the stairs ever again!