Only 3 weeks of Project 52 left until the end of the year. We’re approaching the fun times of Christmas and soon we’ll be past the shortest day of the year. It’s the start of busy times, and logistics are getting interesting. Overlapping times between my work Christmas do and N’s Christmas play being one. He’s said he’d rather have Granny go to the play. Charming.
This week started on Sunday when we met up with 2 of my blogging friends and Oxfordshire bloggers at Blenheim Palace to experience their new Cinderella festive displays in the palace and the illuminated light trail outside. It was a gorgeous experience despite the rain. I’m just hoping that when we go to Waddesdon to see theirs it will be dry.
On Monday it was a normal work and school day. Nothing interesting happened, although the OH was shooting somewhere else, so I had to leave work early and got to pick N up from multisports club. Nice to fleetingly see a few of the other parents.
Tuesday I was in Oxford for a work conference. There was a lot of networking time but for the first time it was quite good to have that time. The all veggie lunch was very sustainable but lots of us felt it was a bit lacking. Let’s face it, a buffet without sausage rolls…lacking. N enjoyed his school swimming because they got to do lifesaving – pjs were worn. N absolutely loves anything different in swimming, and he was pleased to learn about a standing floating technique. Very odd, but he was convinced it works.
N’s teacher and TA this week have been having words with him about needing to read at home (N likes to think if he’s read in class he doesn’t need to at home) . The teacher had a chat about the kind of books he likes to read, and is going to try and get hold of some in the hope that will help.
Friday was our manic day. It was N’s school carol service in the afternoon, then he was singing with the school choir for the village Over 60s Christmas party. Then home for a quick tea, tennis lesson and then he had a sleepover at the farm, while we went out to friends for dinner. Frantic logistics, but all worked out thanks to another school mum who was able to drop N home after tennis.
The week ended with a great swimming lesson. The last couple of weeks I’ve mentioned that N’s teacher hasn’t been convinced about his breaststroke feet. During the week I’d set up some private lessons with another teacher there to sort the breaststroke out. But it seems N left it to the last minute to prove he could do it. They had only 4 of them turn up, so lots of space in the pool. It was legs week for front crawl and back stroke. At the end of the lesson she kept N behind and asked him to kick breaststroke down the length.. Her face was a picture. Amazement that he could do it fine. She told him she was so proud of how hard he’d worked at it. So it looks like he wil be going up a level next term and we might not need the private lessons. Yay.
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