Seesaw

William wasn't too sure about being on the seesaw with Mummy. He didn't need to be worried, it was a new fangled one which meant there was no chance of me catapulting him into the air, neither by accident nor on purpose. Shame. The plus side of this was that my thighs aren't burning after trying to seesaw with someone who is about an eighth of my weight and actually move the thing up and down.

Otherwise, C was back at school today. Happy as ever to go. Will and I finished delivering poppies to the places that were shut on Wednesday. We then went to meet with the Vice prinicpal of the local college to discuss the impact the college's new all weather pitch is having on our home. You know you must be getting old when a vice-principal looks as young as he does. I take comfort in the knowledge that he has been described as a high flyer. William was well behaved, colouring or eating rice cakes through out the meeting, until he loudly and obviously filled his napppy just before we left. Oh the shame.

This afternoon was spent at the park before ferrying Carys to ballet and then coming home for tea and a scarily small amount of homework.