garden of my old house, where we lived when we first moved to Melbourne. They’ve knocked it down now and building has well and truly begun on the seven triple-story townhouses that were taking its place. Every time we walk past a construction site, Smalls says “is that our old house, mum?” and I say no, and she’ll ask again the next week about the same place, haha. Isn’t it funny how a three-year-old processes the world. I never tire of asking her questions and hearing her three-year-old answers.
I also loved how much you all loved my visit with Carlo last week, I haven’t managed to catch him in the last few days, but I’ve beeped and waved as I drove past on our way to gymnastics and I could hear a faint “ciao, bella!” as we passed. His little face totally lit up. I’ve another wee story tomorrow (where my husband came too and also got poured the world’s biggest glass of wine at 10am, his face was priceless, haha) and the spaghetti sequel will be after that. That’s a doozy – you do not want to miss it! Honestly, he’s just been the best. Although I feel terrible when I can’t go to his place all the time, I’m getting Carlo guilt and it’s legit. Sometimes I feel as though if I can’t stop in then I shouldn’t even show myself, I don’t want to get his hopes up. I even took a detour home once as I really didn’t have the time to visit and I couldn’t bear telling him so.
You know what else I’ve started to do these days though, is take the random snapshots of our life like I used to (here and here and here, you think I’d have settled on a name by now) – when I stopped blogging last year, I put the camera down too. I needed a break… I even ate food that I didn’t photograph! (what a waste, all those lovely light summer evenings). I often would put dinner on the table and Lunchbox would say “did you snap a pic?” and the fork would already be in my mouth. I also often thought about deleting my instagram and just going about my day as a non-sharer. It’s a weird life I find myself in, but one I’m totally drawn to. Besides how would I talk to you lot if I disappeared off the interwebs? WHO WOULD FEED YOU ALL THE GOOD VEG LASAGNA? For better or worse (for you and me) I’m here to stay.
Things have taken a very uhhhh “interesting” turn with Bigs at school – she always was overtired and cranky every afternoon (nothing’s changed there) but in the mornings now she begs me to “stay all day, mama” and will cry if I don’t sit with her during morning assembly. So of course I do, and I walk her to her classroom and sit with her a bit and she just screams and cries and clings to me. I’m really no sure what is going on, as she’s been to a whole year of kinder with no trouble, years of day care with no trouble – she started going one half-day a week when she was five months old, so she’s always been used to hanging places without me. There was never really any episodes of separation anxiety, I can count on two fingers the amount of times she was upset when I left, and they were all years ago (0ften when she saw another kid doing the same). I’m going to have a chat with her teacher this afternoon as it’s super out of character for her.
Also if you follow me on Facebook (you should, my memes are first class) you’ll know that Smalls FINALLY, after three years, had somewhat of a breakthrough with her eating. It’s early days and it’s a tiny step, but it means I can put professional help on hold for now. For now. I’ve no doubt it will be one step forward and 15 back (she acted like I was torturing her this morning when I asked her to try a little maple-sweetened apple puree FOR GOD’S SAKE IT WAS DELICIOUS), but it’s the first real light at the end of the tunnel moment we’ve ever had. There’s so much we did with Bigs that we just haven’t done with her and I think it’s been our downfall. Well, that and the fact she was totally born this way. Wouldn’t eat solid food until at least 9 months old and even then was very “meh” about it. Bigs will now happily eat a plate of brown rice, veg and tofu, but getting her to this point has been a long road. She’s more understanding of things now and I’m sure Smalls is getting to that stage now too. There’s hope!
Ok that’s it for me, off to talk shop with Ms Teacher – if you have any idea why a normally happy five year old suddenly can’t stand to be separated from her mum for a day at school which she loves, I’m all ears! Same if you had a kid who wouldn’t eat and now does. tell me all your secrets!
Oh PS the Buffy movie Sweet Teen Club episode was released today – get into it. And also should we do Buffy the TV series? Neither of us really ever watched it.