Twenty-Ten

This morning I put a couple of strands of beads in Ms Rs hair, they came as part of a Christmas present. Master R had a short strand too but as predicted it didn’t stay in long. Ms R was relaying to uncle how my Dad would ask why he had beads because he thinks boys shouldn’t have beads and make-up and stuff and even though Master R didn’t seem to be taking much notice when we saw my Dad he commented on Ms Rs beads and Master R asked me to take his out.

We made lunch to take out and at the very last minute the Rs changed their minds about home ed group and opted instead to visit a lake. Ms R purchased us three bags of duck feed and we spent about an hour feeding swans, ducks and various other birds. Master R got through his bag of feed quite quickly so I shared the other bag out between them. Ms R spotted a large fish and we saw three all together. Ms R kindly shared out the last of her duck feed with Master R.

We ate our lunch in the car and talked a little bit about all the photos I’d taken. Ms R has been showing a little bit of interest in photography since getting a kids camera so we went directly to buy printer inks for the printer that Mum gave us last year and hasn’t been used yet (Geez, aren’t inks expensive?), small photo paper and £1 albums.

Once home we set up the printer and Ms R chose and printed some photos, once shown she could do it herself and spent ages at it. She seemed to choose mostly photos of Master R to put in her album. Together we chose a couple of photos to put in Master Rs but he didn’t have the same level of interest.

Ms R and I played with the kids knex for a bit, she’s really good at making things from the pictures. They are just pictures for ideas rather than step-by-step instructions and she was telling me which bits she needed and I was passing them to her while Master R stuck geomags to one of the storage heaters.

We had a lovely roast dinner and I talked to uncle for a bit, he’s now nearing the end of his university course and is looking at jobs to apply for. I find it really interesting and inspirational to see someone who didn’t even manage to finish school gain a medical degree. Further proof that degrees are a) available to those without traditional qualifications and b) passable without ’relevant’ A’levels.