Two little stories about the Peas for their tiny fan club.
The Peas have started karate classes, and apparently last week's class ended with a session in which they all donned helmets and got to hit each other over the head with large bits of sponge*. Sounds like a five-year-old boy's dream activity, even if they would have preferred it to have been real Samurai swords.
Then, yesterday, I experienced the Bad Mummy feeling when I had to take Finn for an emergency tooth extraction. I sat there, tense and sweating, while he bravely endured three injections and...well, I won't go into the details, but we all know what's involved. Horrible. And almost entirely my fault for often allowing the boys to fall asleep without brushing their teeth. Anyway, he was promised a treat afterwards, so we went to the Co-op and he chose a vampire cape (this being close to Halloween)....quite ironic when I think about it. Then he got to come into the Parliament for lunch and miss school. He held court at our table in the canteen, then drew a picture of one of my colleagues while I went to a meeting, and a jolly good time was had by all. Remarkably, Joe took it all well too, and didn't exhibit his customary whiny behaviour. And the dentist assures me that Finn's adult tooth will be fine.
*I don't think any cakes were harmed in the process.