It has been ages since I have blogged ( sorry mum) but here we go, 2 weeks condensed….
on Monday ( 2ndOctober) Logan went to history group and the boys and I went shopping, we got home in time to bolt lunch down and rush out the door, redressing Will only took a few minutes..a new record, to get to the orthodontist, after waiting an agonising 20 minutes for a bus that is supposed to come every 10 minutes we got to the change over stop, and got to the next town with no problems. The problem came when we had to look for the surgery.
The bus stop is at an extremely busy intersection with a huge round about in the middle. Now most people I know, know that my sense of direction is shocking so seeing the signs that pointed to a subway did not fill me with confidence, I had a mini map on me and pointed the boys in the direction we needed to go, down we went. There is something about underground tunnels that turn the boys from able bodies pedestrians to screeching manic chimps, jumping and cartwheeling through the tunnel scaring the old and infirm, I say this with love in my heart, but the boys sometimes act as to what nightmares are made of. They are the distant scream in the dark, the thundering of feet when there is no body there, they can make the hairs on the back of your neck stand on end. all this in the subway, what a day.
Anyway, where was I……. Oh yes, when we got into the subway, there were 6 exits all with street names that were not on my map, I looked at the map, turned it around, turned it back, looked of into the distance to see Riley spinning upside down on one of those barriers and decided to follow them. That lead us right under the major intersection, after asking a Bus driver ( I don’t think he even knew what suburb he was in) and a minicab firm ( and I quote ” I drive you there, only 2 minutes, £5) I found the street and the surgery. By this time I was convinced we had missed our appointment, I have to start wearing a watch, there was no body there, not even at the front desk, we are standing there looking for a clock when we hear a toilet flush. Will yells out in his high pitched ducky voice
” Did she do a POO or a WEE mum, is she stinky ? did she wash her hands?? mum, mum , muuuuuum, did she poo”
A girl who looked like she was going to self com-bust she was that red, looked at us and said
“DA surgery is closed for lunch”
me: “oh we have an appointment I thought we were late.”
girl: ” it is 1:30″
We were 45 minutes early, we are only early when is isn’t appropriate.
girl: ” here fill this out, what your name?”
me : its Erik Bishop
girl:” No Erik Bishop today”
me: ” Yes Erik today, ( by now I have a slight Russian accent) look here is our letter.
girl: ” hm, let me look, what his date of birth??”
I told her
girl : ” there is mistake, his appointment is on 30th October”
me: ” NO, the letter says today see………..2nd at 2:15″
girl: ” The letter is wrong”
me: ” Your kidding, it took us an hour to get here and now you are telling me the letter is wrong. ”
By now I am sweating, stressed and Will is screaming,
“There are no toys here, where are we, it sucks, I need to POO now mum”
me : ” Look can we use the toilet
Will is by now withering around on the floor crying ” My butt hurts the poo is comin’ ”
and could you please explain the mix up and see if we can be squeezed in.”
girl : ” I see.”
Will spent the next 10 minutes in the toilet singing and talking.
When we came back in the room, she said he would see us considering it was not our fault.
Erik’s mouth was x-ray photographed and measured, at the end we were told he needs braces ( yep we knew that, that’s why we were there ) but not yet, he still has a heap of baby teeth. When I told him we had come to register so he would be on the waiting list, I was told he can’t go on it for another 12 months. What a waste of a day.
Tuesday 3rd October
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME
The boys gave me a surprise party for breakfast this morning and it was truly lovely. They had candles in the conservatory, balloons flowers, chocolate and cake, they put some lovely music on ( their kind of lovely music not mine). They did it in the morning as they (again them not me)had a very busy day planned. Mark agreed to take the afternoon off work so we could go out for lunch while the 3 older ones went to history/Latin group. WE are always late for everything, but this time we were 30 minutes early for group and there was NO ONE there to witness it, the second time this week I’m early and I can’t celebrate. Once people started turning up I took Will jumped back on the tube and got to Marks work at just the right time. Only to be told Mark was running late. We finally made it to a market to go to the Moroccan cafe they have there and a wonder around. it was nice and chilled out until I looked at the time and realised we would have to fly to get to the kids in time, flying wasn’t an option so we took a cab. mark went to visit a friend and I hung out with the kids while they played. Met Mark and decided to go into town, I still hadn’t bought a birthday present with the money my mum sent and I was not going home empty handed. After 2 hours of shopping with 3 angry kids ( Logan went to a friends house) I got 2 books and a couple of tops, not very exiting I know but what the hey. Tomorrow will be bliss no going out.
Wednesday 4th October
AHHHH BLISS at home, No we were meant to go to a friends house but Will refused to get dressed and was too busy screaming, after a quick email they offered to come over here. Erik went out to a friends house so Riley and J had a great day, they didn’y leave till around 7pm and we can’t wait to do it again. Logan came home from P house with the sniffles and looked a little like she had died in the last 24 hours. Erik was sleeping over at his friends house, the 3 kids went to bed very early, and left Mark and I staring at a huge empty kids size space in the lounge.
Thursday 5th October
I hate Thursdays. Logan refused to go to group, even to the point of crying on the phone while talking to her friend. So we left her at home and went to group, group is busy, you either love it or hate it, I mostly hate it because Will hates being there, he cries, is clingy, throws tantrums. This week it wasn’t so bad, I saw light at the end of the tunnel. Will finally left my side to play, 15 minutes before we needed to leave. The boys went to Drama and really enjoyed it, I am hoping Logan will go next week. Then the fun started, Thee boys had to run to the station so they would get to Mark on time for dinner before cadets, it was pouring and Will had to walk AND jump in all the puddles, by the time we got to the station he was wet up to his knees and down to his shoulders. so in the middle of a packed tube I had to strip him off and wrap him in my cardigan. We got home around 6ish.
The boys finishes cadets and missed the bus, or the bus came earlier that normal, not sure which, they ended up waiting 50 minutes in the cold for a bus. Erik now had the same look Logan had yesterday, he was asleep within 15 minutes.
Friday 6 th October
The boys have been invited to a friends house, considering they are on the same tube line I decided to let them go by themselves and call them when they get to the stop.
Problem number One:
20 minutes after they left I went to ring Riley’s phone only to find out it wasn’t working GRRRRRR, There was something up with the new Sim card.
Problem number Two
I called Erik’s phone and said Riley’s wasn’t working, which they both knew, so I said to Erik I will text the number to you so you can ring when you get to the station, but Erik has no credit, Riley has credit but no working Sim.
I rang their friend in a bit of a panic, thinking I’ll have to get dressed ( Noooooooooooo) and go find them. That was until smart, sensible J said she would just keep ringing Erik’s phone till he answered it. What a champ.
The boys had a great day but did forget to come home when they were meant to. Mark afwas left waiting in the underground for 20 minutes then went back up to ring them to see how long they would be, only to find out they had “forgotten ” to leave, they got home well after they are allowed to and I don’t think they will be doing that again……..well for awhile anyway.
Saturday 7 th October
sniff sniff, i have the flu
and a temperature too
Will is the only one not to get sick at the moment, even Mark had 2 days off work, he had
” man flu” not normal flu like the rest of us.
Will is starting to get the sniffles and slept for 3 hours today, I am sooo over the flu in more ways than one.