What will YOU give your child for Christmas? #ThrowbackThursday

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It’s not the presents that matter, it’s your presence.

Kids… they can pretty much always have a list a mile long, of things that they would like for Christmas.

Take, for example, my kids.

Lil Princess, at 7, seems to add things that she desperately NEEDS on a daily basis. (Not that she will get it all!)

Lil Man is a little older and wiser, it seems, at 10. He has requested 2 things, and is not bothered about getting anything else… they would just be bonuses.

But still, when you add it all together, we are looking at £3-400 worth of stuff, if we got it all. And if we did get it all, would that make us the best parents in the world?

No.

It would make us one of a growing number of parents who, having been working to support our family, feel the need to give our children everything they asked for, to make up for not being there all the time.

I’m seeing this on a daily basis now, working in Nursery. And unfortunately this trend of giving all, and giving in, is not helping our younger generations to develop at a normal rate at all.

Parents giving kids as young as 1, tablets or phones to play with, to keep them quiet, while they get things done.  What they are doing, is robbing their children of precious time they could be spending together, talking, developing their children’s speech, and personal skills. Instead, we get children who have no idea how to communicate, as they are stuck with the  electronic version of a dummy to mute them.

Or those parents who have a mere hour with their children daily, as they are at work. It is much easier to let them do what they want, give them what they are moaning for, it saves your ear drums, and, makes that short time with your child much more pleasant. No tantrums.

Then those who have the time, but can’t take the initiative to introduce their children to society.  Play groups, play dates, activity clubs.  All these places give a child a chance to socialise, and bond with their peers, and realise that the world doesn’t always revolve around them.

We have so many children in our nursery who are only children. They don’t even have another small person at home to bounce off of, and to create relationships with. So when they come to us, and are faced with 19 other little people, vying for the adult’s attention, and having to learn that they can’t get everything when they want, it can be frustrating.

But going back to the children and their electronic dummies… This issue probably worries me the most.  Constant use of things like the TV, Phones and Tablets to keep the kids busy, meant that they may be hearing words being spoken, but they are not being spoken to, and there is no encouragement for them to talk.  Hence the amount of kids operating at maybe a year, if not more, younger than expectations.

It’s not just the speech that is an issue.  Constant use of these devices, mean that children are not given pencils, pens and paper.  Therefore they struggle to even hold a pencil or pen at school, their fine motor skills are grossly lacking.

All this holds them back, seriously.

So when I say don’t lay such an emphasis on presents, but try to be there for your child, give them your presence, I mean you will be giving the biggest present anyway.

Talking to your little one, you can give them a rich vocabulary, reading to them, you can teach them so much.  Getting those colouring books out, or pens and paper, scissors, glue and glitter, may be messy, but it will help to give your child skills that they can’t do without as they grow up. Play some games with them, encourage turn taking, and show them they may not win every time, but that it is the taking part that counts.

I hope I don’t sound like I am preaching, but I feel so strongly about this issue, and it is heartbreaking to see how many kids will be labelled as ‘failing’ expectations, because we, as parents, think we are doing the best thing, when in fact hearing ‘no’ isn’t a bad thing, heck, screaming strengthens their lungs! (Just invest in ear plugs!)

Peace out Peeps! Carry on enjoying your festive season!

Fickle Nickle!

This weekend, after realising that I am allergic to my Pandora bracelet, Hubby Dearest worked really had to arrange for an exchange for one of their (more expensive) Rose Gold ones!

This nickle allergy!

Honestly, I hate having lots of money spent on me, I don’t need expensive things! But my body obviously has other ideas!

And something else I don’t like, is exchanging gifts, as I feel that what was chosen for me has such sentimental value, but in order to actually wear the item, it had to be changed!

Still, after a whole load of phone calls and emails, and explaining to Pandora that if we exchanged, we would end up spending more, as the Rose Gold is a more expensive bracelet to furnish with charms in the future, we ended up at the shops on Sunday to change it over!

And the whole allergy experience ended up as a poem!

I am quite a simple person
I don’t have expensive tastes
But because of reactions and allergies
I can’t be bought things in haste

Would you believe a little metal
That goes by the name of Nickle
Can cause such a commotion!
My body, oh so fickle!

Now my birthday’s a great example
Of my body’s annoying habit
Having reactions to gifts
First time was my Fitbit!

Religiously I wore it
Counting steps as I waled, in a flash
But after a few weeks of wearing
I came out in a terrible rash!

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We exchanged it for another
More expensive, and rash-proof, we thought
But alas the same thing happened
And so we returned what we bought!

this year my Hubby gifter me
With a bracelet of the Pandora sort
But guess what? Allergic!
It contains Nickle – Who’da thought?!

But after much disctussion
Phone calls and emails galore
I’m now the owner of a rose gold one
And suffer rashes no more!

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Anticipation… #ThrowbackThursday

Reposting this in honour of the little bundle who I was waiting for three years ago!
Happy 3rd Birthday to my gorgeous nephew!

… or in other words, waiting…

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It’s a great thing, isn’t it?  You could be on the edge of your  seat, eagerly willing your team to win the game you’re watching on TV, counting the days until that special holiday, nerves jangling, watching your wedding day come nearer… and the countdown to that wondrous day that is oh so close now, Christmas!

Similarly, you may be dreading something, in anticipation of that God-awful dentist appointment… maybe results day is looming!  Or waiting for those unwanted visitors to come and go…

Either way, your adrenalin is up!

In precisely this way, I have been in anticipation of something oh so special!  Pacing rooms, trying to keep busy.. there’s only so much shopping/laundry/cleaning etc. that I could do, to keep my mind off it!  Phone attached to my hand permanently, checking my messages on the minute, sometimes even more!

Oh hurry up!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

…and finally! The news we have been waiting for! My brother dearest and my gorgeous sister-in – law have delivered our Christmas present early! I am now a very proud aunt to my first proper nephew!!!!

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They are not in the same country as we are so I will have another bout of waiting now, as to when we can see that gorgeous bundle of love, but now my brother dearest can show his skills, learned from our precious Pops, and become the brilliant father that I know he will be!

Looking forward to cuddles with my Finnjabi (Finnish yummy mummy, Punjabi doting daddy!) nephew ASAP!!!

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Well, How The Flibbertygibbets Did That Happen?! #MondayBlogs

I am seriously in a state of shock this morning!

Is it really the last Monday of November?

Meaning that the next one is in DECEMBER?

Which means Christmas is kinda just around the corner?

And I have hardly anything ready for that day???

AND…

We only have one month left of the year?!?

Three and a half weeks left of school, so there will be a lot of squeezing Christmassy things in, alongside the usual learning. One week is practically blocked out for Christmas performances – There are four different ones, and each has two slots. The half week at the end is filled with panto visits and class Christmas parties!

So, that’s just TWO weeks of real learning time left, within which I also have a formal observation to fit in, AND I have to, along with my Eco Council partner, arrange a Toy Swap sale for the kids, AND not forgetting another Governors meeting to finish the term off!

EEK!!!!

And while I’m on the subject, of How the Flibbertygibbets Did That Happen?… Since when did my nine-year-old decide she no longer believes in Father Christmas?!

I hoped to have at least one more year of the letters to Santa, and the PNP videos to show her, before the reality that Father Christmas is really mummy and daddy sinks in!

Instead, the last couple of months have been littered with ‘present opportunities’ where she has shown us what she wants us to buy her for Christmas, because she just, you know, knows it’s us who buys the stuff, not the Big Fat Fella in Red!

I am not ready for this!

I still kinda believe in the magic of Saint Nick!

Okay… let me get my shocked-self ready for school now, but really….

HOW THE FLIBBERTYGIBBETS DID THAT HAPPEN?????

Curse the Cursive!!! #ThrowbackThursday

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We have a new handwriting policy at school, and it means we need to model what we would like our pupils to achieve…

Now, don’t get me wrong, I love the way cursive writing looks, it was the handwriting we learned at school too, but over the years, my handwriting has evolved into its own style… A sort of semi-joined formation, depending on the occasion, but it does seem to change, depending on the pen I’m using too. Big, small, straight, slanted, you’ll find them all in my writing over various books!

Being at school means we need decipherable handwriting, so on white boards, and in books, children can read what we have written with ease. I have worked hard at getting my printed handwriting to a great standard for these occasions… It lapses back to my usual spider scrawl at other times.
I love the neatness and conformed sizes of many of my colleagues writing, and aspire to write like them all the time… Now we have to change it!!!

What takes me 10 seconds to write usually is taking me 2 minutes, as I forget to start at the line, and when I use my own doctored joins, I have to re-write them… the correct way!

I need my fountain pen again I think. I’m sure I was much neater with that!

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