The Georgous

is teaching 2 year old Georgia how to sing Puff the Magic Dragon.

I remember learning to sing it at ISB – one of my all-time favourites….finding it again – on You Tube- The Seekers version — was just brilliant! 

Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.
Puff, the magic dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist in a land called Honalee.

Together they would travel on boat with billowed sail
Jackie kept a lookout perched on Puff’s gigantic tail
Noble kings and princes would bow whene’er they came
Pirate ships would lower their flags when Puff roared out his name, oh

CHORUS

A dragon lives forever, but not so little boys
Painted wings and giants’s rings make way for other toys.
One grey night it happened, Jackie Paper came no more
And Puff that mighty dragon, he ceased his fearless roar.

His head was bent in sorrow, green scales fell like rain
Puff no longer went to play along the cherry lane.
Without his lifelong friend, Puff could not be brave
So, Puff that mighty dragon sadly slipped into his cave, oh

Georgia’s words — Pot- tee…. and mng-mng… both mean wanting to sit on the potty.

How wonderful if we didn’t have to buy nappies anymore!
I’ve been working hard towards that goal and Georgia now does generally understand the concept of the potty for both poo-ing and pee-ing. Also help by a great Usborne book Baby’s Potty. Read more »

We have long lived with the assumption that putting Georgia in nursery while we both earn enough to maintain our current standard of living was a necessary evil.

Time, or the lack of it, was the main stumbling block….there were never enough hours in the day and we assumed that Georgie would know who we were and how important we are in her life…or so we thought.

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Overall I’m impressed and generally pleased satisfied with Georgia’s attendance at the nursery ‘down the road’. It did occur to me recently however, if and when we leave no longer live here, we and more importantly, she, would have no record of having spent time at nursery…. by this I mean, no photos with her friends or playmates, no videos… nothing apart from some art and craft and the weekly scarily-luminscent coloured cup cake or biscuit.

Having thought this through, the simplest solution to all this was, I thought, let’s just loan them our camera or video camera for the week and the staff could at their discretion take videos or photos for us.

Alas….this was not to be.

You see, because apparently, apart from not being allowed to see the babies in the nursery setting, once we hand them over, we are also not allowed to have photos of any of the other nursery children.

I was told,

Sorry, but we cannot have any other children in the photos. We could have Georgia playing with some toys, if you like, but we can’t have any other children in the photos.

I understand the fear concerns and the need for security…but this really is extreme, surely??

Quite clearly my first attempt a blogging happened 388 days ago — and died a quick sure death, I did not write again after the first post…it was never published!  So in the spirit of blogging-proper, here it is below in all it’s full glory – unedited. (WARNING – long post!)

15 weeks… in a flash  – written 388 days ago  (see Georgia at fifteen weeks)

Amazing that G is now exactly 15 weeks today.

Time seems to have gone everywhere and nowhere all at the same time…a bizzare phrase I’m sure but you see, every day that I spend at home with baby, i wonder when she’ll next sleep for longer than 20 minutes or if she’ll decide to eat over the next 3 or will it be 4 hours—or maybe less. And yet! at the same time, I can’t help thinking that a significant proportion of my maternity leave is nearly over—and I still hardly know her!

Not to mention this is technically the first blog post! – although I’m hoping to back date things.

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