Saturday, 12 February 2011
my first post
My friend Bernardita gave me the idea to write a blog. I've had a blog before, but somehow managed to lose it! Am only I capable of doing that? But after talking to B, I suddenly realised that this is the best way to document my children's lives - their growth, their antics. I've waited far too long to do this. Now I intend to do it properly!
Jakob had a football match today. They played another local school, Sefton Park. I can't remember what the result was, but no matter: he came home covered in mud and brandishing the man-of-the-match award. We were all very proud. Then Rich took him to Park Street to buy some trainers. This was a kind of coming-of-age trip: he is eight at the end of the month and we thought it was time to buy him some proper branded trainers that will make him feel and look grown-up and cool. Going with his dad to buy them made the trip more special. So now he has some posh footwear, finally.
Meanwhile Freya went to her modern dance class where she pranced and twirled with her friends then we came home to wait for my friend Becca to arrive. Becca and I have known each other since we were eighteen, but haven't seen each other for nearly twenty years. And then suddenly, there she was, smiling on my doorstep. Apart from shorter hair she hasn't changed at all! And she brought her beautiful little boy, Fig, with her.
After that Freya had a party and Berni came back to my house for a coffee while the party was on - her daugher Lia was at the party, too.
And now, here we are - it's bedtime for F and J and for no reason at all I am knackered. All I've done all day is eat and talk!
Right, I want to post now and see what this blog looks like. Excited!
Jakob had a football match today. They played another local school, Sefton Park. I can't remember what the result was, but no matter: he came home covered in mud and brandishing the man-of-the-match award. We were all very proud. Then Rich took him to Park Street to buy some trainers. This was a kind of coming-of-age trip: he is eight at the end of the month and we thought it was time to buy him some proper branded trainers that will make him feel and look grown-up and cool. Going with his dad to buy them made the trip more special. So now he has some posh footwear, finally.
Meanwhile Freya went to her modern dance class where she pranced and twirled with her friends then we came home to wait for my friend Becca to arrive. Becca and I have known each other since we were eighteen, but haven't seen each other for nearly twenty years. And then suddenly, there she was, smiling on my doorstep. Apart from shorter hair she hasn't changed at all! And she brought her beautiful little boy, Fig, with her.
After that Freya had a party and Berni came back to my house for a coffee while the party was on - her daugher Lia was at the party, too.
And now, here we are - it's bedtime for F and J and for no reason at all I am knackered. All I've done all day is eat and talk!
Right, I want to post now and see what this blog looks like. Excited!
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