Friday morning, out to car for school run - eh? glass on floor, rear small window smashed... oh dear - teen gangs? it will be breezy but we neeed to go. will sort later with insurance.
hang on check glove compartment - dang, the sat nav is gone...
G: "you can buy a new one mummy".
sensible at 7.
absolutely, objects are replaceable.... the glass will be repaired.
this is big news; they rush to tell their school mates! guess what happened...
(realise that I am hopefully teaching them: for some irritations there are solutions, keep calm and carry on...rather than the catastrophic response the Ex would have given).
weekend homework: four sentences on "the festive season":
we put up the Christmas tree (tick, done! bought from street vendor on way home on Friday, much excitement from all, Ix restrained with decorations, only pulling off the tinsel three or four times...he finds Dora the Explorer and Santa on youtube and blasts us with "feliz navidad!" 100 times...)
we give cards and presents to family and friends (behind on those but have some family gifts ready)
we will have Christmas meal with the family (big meal next weekend, my turn to host the siblings and families pre-Xmas Xmas meal and gift exchange, girls very excited, planning the seating arrangements etc)
we go to lots of Christmas fairs and parties (one party, tick, one Christmas fair, tick, one Christmas fair (Brownies) this coming week...and more to follow...)
lists posted to Santa.... feeling relaxed....
I have got someone in place to take kids to the Ex on Christmas Eve so technically speaking they can have Christmas with him then... if he turns up/becomes capable.
if not I think we will make up for it ourselves.
they are realising that he is unreliable, but life goes on and they "can't wait for Christmas!"
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Sounds like he chidren tae after you hope Christmas is special for you this year.Hugs
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