Garland Card & Getting it Wrong!
Hi! Yesterday was my day at Paper Crafters Library and this was what I came up with. I am forever using up little bits in my cards and this card is perfect for scraps and or getting out those punches that may not have seen the light of day for a while. Garlands are super- trendy and I think are the slightly cooler cousins of the bunting craze ( albeit a vertical version!!). Try it out- you don’t have to suspend them on threads, you could just draw them using pen.
Well yesterday I got it spectacularly wrong. You may know my littliest is undergoing ( being a highly suitable word) his staggered induction into school. He’s not found it really exciting yet but bless him, he’s been very stoic. At the moment he’s going in different days and various times. I was back at home knowing ( I thought) how much time I’d left before picking him up. I was suddenly blessed with an overriding urge to double check the time he needed getting.
PANIC!!!!I was supposed to have been there 5 mins before. I had completely got the time wrong. I knew school would be fine and would look after him until I arrived. I’m about 10-15 mins drive away and I sped there just wondering how he was feeling not having had his mum turn up.
Awful! I felt utterly awful. I’ve never done that before and it’s not really a great start to your school beginning.
More was to come however.
Once I’d picked him up, apologised profusely several times, one of the teachers asked him whether he’d had a lovely morning? ” no, not really’ was his distinctive reply.
Umm. Somewhat embarrassed I began to head for the door. The teacher laughed, ‘he would rather just stay at home with his mum’.
I smiled and then his actual class teacher started to talk to him. She only asked him the very same question.
In in a mili- second I hoped against hope that maturity and sensitivity would kick in and he’d not mince his words quite so much.
Are you kidding ?! He’s 4,- not impressed his mum never turned up until half an hour later, he was sat in the middle of an unfamiliar office with adults who are lovely but unknown to him and he’s yet to fall in love with the institution called school!
“No, not really”. He said perfectly unmistakably.
I grimaced. His teacher smiled and I really hoped that she might get a sudden attack of amnesia covering the past 1800 seconds. Fortunately she seems kind and I’m hoping will glaze over my error and his honesty!
With my pride not at all intact, I left with a cheery but extremely embarrassed ‘thankyou and goodbye’.
See what happens when you mess up!
This morning unsurprisingly,he did not want to go to school. He was helped along by porridge and dippy eggs! Thankfully he went in without a murmur. Stoic. He is terrifically stoical.
I now have the time 11:40 permanently emblazoned on my memory.
Let’s hope I make it on time!
See you soon, hopefully with the correct number of children exactly in the places that they should be ! …