The Georgous

Georgia has been fascinated with the garbage trucks for some time now. Three kinds visit our area each week, the ‘worms’ truck that takes away all our compostable waste, the recyling truck that takes away glass, cans and generally everything recyclable (except plastic milk bottles!) and finally the rubbish truck that takes away everything else.

This morning on our way to ‘school’ we drove past the ‘Worms’ truck….and that led to this conversation.

G: Oh look mummy – the worms truck.
Me: Oh yes – it does look like the worms truck.
G: They are picking up rubbish for the worms to eat eat eat.
Me: Yes – but the worms can’t eat all kinds of rubbish – only some kinds – like paper and cardboard and food that we don’t want. And then all the other rubbish goes into the other rubbish truck – like plastic and everything else that the worms can’t eat.
G: Who teaches the worms?

It took me a while to work out that Georgia as actually asking who teaches the worms (teaches sounded a bit like kisses) but G patiently repeated herself several times until I got it.

My final explanation was : it’s something that the worms do – they break up the soil and eat the rubbish and after that we can use soil to plant more food and flowers.
Me: Where there are no houses….

and how it drives me mad.

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We all went swimming yesterday – or at least that was the plan. Georgia had helped her dad neatly pack a bag complete with towels, combs and toiletries. The efficiency of it all – just to go to waste as we LEFT IT AT HOME!

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Yesterday was Georgia’s first day back at nursery after a year-long sojourn….and it all went very very well.

I’m glad to say there was no hesitation on her part in ‘going to school’ and she got straight in to join the other children. We left with a day of pleasure and rest on our mind – although i must report, we acheived neither.

I’m really pleased with St Johns on many many accounts… but most of all, I’m so pleased at how different the philosophies are to Greenfields where she was before.

Picking Georgia up from St. Johns, we were –

• encouraged to walk up to her group (Ladybirds)
• told what transpired in the day (didn’t eat much – just nibbles, lots of going to the toilet; played outside, water play and made a craft fish, napped for 1hr 25 mins!)

After our experience with Greenfields, (we were not allowed to see the children ‘in the setting’, not encouraged to be too involved), St Johns is a welcome change. It was very pleasing to see her so happy and occupied playing away before she realised we were there.

It’s a shame that it’s such a long journey or I would seriously consider putting her in for a couple of half-days a week rather than the one full day.

After quite a bumpy start, with rather poor communication from St Johns wrt to trial session dates and times and other expectations, Georgia had a fabulous one hour trial.

I spent most of that time in Jan Harvey’s office – well out of sight – perhaps it’s a case of ‘out of sight, out of mind’ – poor mummy!

In that hour, she planted a ‘nut’ and managed to wet her sleeves playing with bubbles….so all in all a great start.

Georgia has started to get the hang of questioning and sometimes it can feel like a constant interogation.

At a visit to the Mall (@ Cribbs Causeway) on Saturday we sat next to a mummy and baby pair in the food court, soon enough the questions started.

G: What’s the mummy doing?
Me: Feeding the baby.
G: What’s the baby doing?
Me: Eating
G: What’s the baby eating?
Me: A sandwich
…and then it starts again…
G: What’s the mummy doing?

Me: ???

This morning, in the car…

G: Where is Bambi?
Me: In the forest.
G: Where is the forest?
Me: In the country-side
G: Where is the country-side?
Me: Where there are no houses….

Note to self — perhaps – ‘Bambi’s in the book’ would have been a more accurate answer which would not have had any more follow-ons

Books read:
Alphabets – U, V

From the library –
Curious George catches a train
Postman Pat and the big butterflies

Tuesdays seem to have become our weekly visit to the market and to the library to return our books and borrow new ones.

Cherries were the new thing for Georgia today, bought from the market at £2 per pound. Final conclusion was – They taste like grapes but with large seeds in them. So far, Georgia has only had seedless grapes.

Books read today:
Letters S and T – both recognised.
Numbers 1 to 10.

A library book – I love my bed.

Among Georgia’s favourite food is macoroni – also known as Ni-ni.
However, we have recently taken to being more adventurous and sophisticated in our pasta eating, not least as various pasta shapes were on BOGOF offers.

So we now have Ni-Ni

and Beautiful Ni-ni which is everything else…

Fusilli

Conchiglie

And a wonderful website where I learnt all about pasta.

A lesson on Impermanence. What is a good age to teach impermanence?

Georgia, aged 2 years 4 months has now learnt that when she grows out of her things – clothes, shoes, toys etc., the get passed on…usually by way of Ebay.
I do wonder though whether it’s good/healthy/ decent parenting ?

On one hand, we do explain that we will be able to buy new things with money made from the sales of the old, on the other, should a 2-year-old really be that aware?