Monkeying around
Just an hour taken out of this weekend to mooch round Albert Park,
pet the doggies who are out walking, scuffle through a few leaves
and explore the monuments.
Just to be peaceful and breathe. It did us all good.
This evening Mark and I are off to Dinosaur School. I think its a dressed up group therapy programme, to help kids understand their feelings and promote social competence. Oh, and a parenting course, which I am looking forward to about as much as a trip to the dentist. But trying to be all "rah rah isn't this fun" for Mark's benefit. Does anyone know of a big rock I could just go and hide under?
pet the doggies who are out walking, scuffle through a few leaves
and explore the monuments.
Just to be peaceful and breathe. It did us all good.
This evening Mark and I are off to Dinosaur School. I think its a dressed up group therapy programme, to help kids understand their feelings and promote social competence. Oh, and a parenting course, which I am looking forward to about as much as a trip to the dentist. But trying to be all "rah rah isn't this fun" for Mark's benefit. Does anyone know of a big rock I could just go and hide under?
Comments
I was once made to play 'if you were a piece of furniture what would you be?' why a welsh dresser of course, a treasured family heirloom crammed with fascinating, vintage tat!
Not sure what sort of dinosaur I would be - a lumbering, easily distracted one that ate too much, probably ;-)
Your walk sounds lovely - it's good just to get out and take a break sometimes.
Cathy XX
what I said was;
I knew someone who went to dinosaur school, and I think they actually enjoyed it, hope you get something from it.
love the photos.
BTW I was a little hasty on the no cake comment.I'll pop some scones in the oven!
No, seriously, you're a good mum. Good luck.
Saying that, our doc is wonderful and I can only hope that Mark gets as much out of the experience as Aimee has from her "talking about feelings" work. I'm sure he will be cool about it.
As for the parenting class - I'm holding my tongue, having been corrupted by arguing with too many social workers in the course of my work over the years...hope it goes ok and is not too wishy washy.
PS Oh the beautiful colours of an english autumn. As always, homesickness/hormone corrupting beautiful pics x