You understand, I'm having to hold that
Weldschmerz at bay with both arms locked. All she did was go and turn
four, fer pity's sake. Four! What sort of age is that for a baby, I ask you? She did have a truly exciting day though - the postman, and random visitors, all bearing gifts (Sid opens parcels and envelopes one teeny tiny shred at a time. Who needs snow when Sid has envelopes to open) and school in the afternoon, and our lovely Sarah in the evening. The day punctuated by having to explain the difference between her
birthday and her birthday
party, AGAIN, and getting nowhere. Maybe I'll just declare that Sid has a birthday that lasts five days.
(Gosh. I finally found a reason to get annoyed with
Picasa. I thought 'What the hell' and clicked on 'Blog This!' with the cards photo selected. Up came a nasty little box with a cut-down version of the Create Post box, which let me put a title, that one photo, and some text. I had to log all the way out, then log all the way back in to Blogger properly, and edit the post. And was it worth the effort? DON'T ANSWER THAT!)
2 comments:
Some great photos of Sid in your last few posts. But in school uniform... oh me oh my. Since R's nursery is non- uniformed I can persuade myself that she's still just a toddler really, still. That letter this morning from Som CC Ed Dept alloting her school place this September must surely have been an admin error... Rose wants to know whether Sid has lunches at nursery?
Congratulations to everybody!
Sid looks very grown up on the picture in uniform. But in the lovely lovely blue princess dress, she is still a little girl :)
PS: I'd give my left arm for these boxes!
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