Play dates are go!
Izzy has her best buddy Felix over and it's bliss! They've been happily playing with each other for the last two hours or so, without bugging me at all! We made some honey biscuits together for a bit and, since then, she has been, I'm afraid, instructing him in the niceities of the domestic arts.
'OK Felix, you be baby, and I'll be mommy.'
'Felix, squirt here, for the ironing! Squirt now, Felix!'
'No, Felix, I'm looking after baby!'
Fortunately Felix seems to be wisely ignoring her for the most part. And Izzy, when pushed, reluctantly does share her squirter, the monkey, and lets Felix come into the school; ie the dining table, under which they have popped two pillows to lie on, arranged their school bags and a handful of soft toys they are co-parenting.
I'm getting a bit worried by the number of times I keep hearing heads bop the bottom of the table but neither one has complained so far.
Izzy is now wailing that I keep waking her up with my typing and they are flying the nest, hurrah!
'Shall we have a sleepover and a bedtime party?' asks Izzy. 'Mom, we're having a party! Then you (that would be her dad and me) have to go home, so we can be here.'This is only a continuation of a worrying trend that has seen Izzy take over our bed, and Alex and I regularly sleeping on mattresses in her room.
Baking diversion
I went slightly mad in Tesco the other day and wound up spending £84 in one session - I did buy a lot of staples that needed buying - but also spent a good chunk on baking accessories. But boy have they been useful.
The two silicon baking mats (£5 each; bargain considering they were £10 and £12 in John Lewis and House of Fraser) came in really handy for the two monkeys this morning to roll out their dough on. And the palette knife REALLY helps when you need to lift soft cookie dough from one surface onto a baking tray. Who knew? Can't wait to try icing a cake with it as well now hahaha.
I keep forgetting how used Izzy and her nursery friends are to what I consider exotic fun - ie baking biscuits - because they do so much of that sort of thing at nursery. I'd hardly plopped two lumps of dough in front of them before they were both reaching for the rolling pin and, without any instruction, cutting the shapes out with the cookie cutters.
Similarly we bought Izzy her bike last week after meeting Alessia at the playground and a demonstration by Alessia of how she could now cycle without training wheels. Wail after wail we decided Izzy's legs were probably long enough now (we tried a few months ago, having had vague thoughts of getting her a bike for her third birthday and she couldn't reach the pedals when they were at the bottom) and took her to get a bike.
You can see in the picture below that though it was almost dark when Alex finished putting it together, she insisted on taking it out for a spin. I was napping so didn't see her. But when we went together to the playground yesterday I was really surprised by how adept she was on it. But then she has been riding the tricycles at nursery for ages.
So anyway what with the baking and playground visits you can tell suburban domesticity has totally taken over. Given the lousy weather (it's raining again today although yesterday was alright) I've worked out the only refuge there is, is baking.
Last week we tried to get up to London but exhaustion, some lousy bug going round at work, and Izzy acting up (to be fair after she'd been to view four houses with us all morning) combined to make me give up in a strop. Now I reckon we can try again another weekend but not until both Alex and I have recovered a little bit from the current spate of serious busy-ness at work.
Am looking forward to this Friday, which I've taken the day off, partly to use up a lot of leave before January, and partly because Izzy's birthday party has finally been organised and is on Saturday afternoon.
I figure I can spend some of the day preparing food. And the rest of it doing me things like getting my hair cut and shopping for (sigh) maternity clothes. I'm really growing out of my jeans and things and I hid my last maternity jeans so well I can't now find them, which is a pain in the backside. Anyway I need a few more work-type trousers as I am definitely expanding faster (damn the loss of muscle tone) this time than last (sigh sigh).