Thursday 23 June 2011: Boy, bubbles and bokeh...
482/365: ... it's a winning combination.
Y'know what - I cannot think of a single thing to say today. I feel kinda bleurgh - still got a migraine hanging over from yesterday.
Busy. Too many meetings.
Blokes using chainsaws outside the office all day.
Could wish it was the weekend.
Got marking to make a start on.
Oh, and Maddy's crisis about school continues. It's hard to know what's real and what's not. When it comes to dropping her off for school, when I do it, she goes straight in with no problems. With Nick, she weeps, wails, clings... and it's torture. In an evening, she can be happy and playing... and then nothing really seems to set her off - and she's crying. And it's directed at Nick again. I don't know what's up. What's the real problem? Am I just the heartless parent who she doesn't trust? When I listen to her about it, it normally transpires that it's something tiny. But, if you try to solve the problem she initially says it is... what is little becomes massive.
She has to stay at school for an hour longer than normal tomorrow because they have a play and festival at 4pm. She knows everyone there. She's been at the school for two and a half years. It's not the first time this has happened. And apparently 'she's scared'. And you'd think it was the most traumatic thing in the world.
Parenting sure is confusing.
PS I know she's not the only kid in the world who's like this.
PPS But when she's having a meltdown which coincides with us feeling shattered... it starts to feel like she is!