Hi everyone & welcome to the first Booster Blog of 2014!
We decided to keep our thoughts to
ourselves prior to Xmas (or couldn’t be bothered to commit anything to
here - you decide) but suffice to say we survived, even my cooking!
All is tidied away now so we can now
tell you all about it. First of all, Ryan’s new school is going well,
he’s taken to it really well and has settled in better than we could
have hoped. He’s made new friends, and though the cold weather has
stopped him enjoying the play area, the times he’s made it outside he’s
had lots of fun.
Oh, the weather. ******* cold isn’t
it? Not too much snow so far though, we did have a couple of “snow” days
which meant Jessica could stay at home and be whining to me about “Ryan
is annoying me, please come home”. You’ll be pleased to know I made a
huge sacrifice.... and arrived home early. 5 minutes early actually,
which owed more to lack of traffic than any willingness to be unusually
helpful!
The title of today’s entry refers to
Ryan’s belief that “he asks, he gets”. I can’t really tell him it
doesn’t work that way when it’s clear his Mom works to the same belief
system. He knew Santa was coming, but insisted that he took delivery of
his presents in advance. This meant that steadily his Xmas day was
looking bleaker than David Moyes chances of winning a trophy for the
scum this year (ha-ha-ha).
Anyway, his big wish was for “Angry
Birds Star Wars” which as he actually said to us (huge AHHHH! moment) we
decided he’d definitely get. And then 2 days before we get “Angry
Birds Space.... Santa?” Ok, “I thought you wanted Angry Birds Star
Wars?”... “No, Angry Birds Space”. Sigh.
Yes he got both. Spoiled Child.
It gets worse.
He’s had a stuffed Wall-E for ages, he
likes it, but he wanted a stuffed “Eve” the co-star. Well just after
Xmas we found Eve at a reasonable price (read - GIFT CARD! - Thanks
Parents!) and put in an order. On the first Friday at school as we
picked him up, Ryan runs to us and drags Jessica to a part of the
classroom and gleefully holds up a tiny “Eve” figurine. After much
fussing at being told to leave it, the teacher said he could take it
home. We get home and stuffed Eve is waiting in a box. It’s like
buses.
He then says “I need M-O” - the 3rd character. We’ve been strong so far (understand it’s a tough toy to find!).
It gets worse.
He wanted an Iron Man toy, he got 1 at
Xmas. Then he saw a Spiderman so we got that as well. This week he
wanted Hulk. Yes he got that as well. On the flip side we may have
saved him hurting himself, it’s not copying Spiderman firing off his
webbing, or Iron Man flying around and giving the “stop” signal, it’s
the running and jumping onto his knees and “HULK SLAM” of his hands onto
any solid object that makes us wince. If spoiling him rotten saves his
knees & hands from surgery we’ve done well!
So Xmas was a success in our new
house, we even worked out what was making Jet crap on the carpet --- she
wanted to go into Paul’s room and was showing her disgust at not being
allowed in. I think that’s conclusive proof she’s gone mental, no sane
living creature wants to set foot in the room of doom!
Till next time.
J,J & R.
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