Jack came round to visit Nanny today, and Nanny got told off. What is wrong with Jack lying on Nanny's bed whilst Nanny jumps up and down on it? We were having fun. He was learning numbers, I bounced - one, two and then jumped whilst shouting three. Jack thought this was hysterically funny. However, daughter and Hubby were downstairs and did not approve of my behaviour. Hubby was worried about the bed and the plasterwork, daughter was concerned that I might jump or fall on Jack. Do they really think I'm that stupid? Jack is still not crawling forward, he can go backwards and he is nowhere near pulling himself up. He can wave though, and if you ask him where your nose is he grabs it, and then proceeds to teeth on it, luckily he is toothless.
Eldest daughter is expanding rapidly. Even at this early stage she has all the unpleasant symptoms of a more advanced pregnancy, including a pronounced bump. It's really odd, they might be sisters but their pregnancies could not be more different. Also, eldest daughter is a worrier. Breast-feeding, childcare, fire-guards, and, as yet, she is not even allowing childbirth to enter her thought process.
My dining-room is progressing, albeit slowly. The wall-paper is off the walls and ceiling, at this rate it might be finished for Easter.
I had my yearly Supervisory interview last week and have been pronounced fit to practice for another year, but only on the general public, not my relatives! My CV was productive in that I have an interview. 'Its okay' says my manager, ' just a half-hour chat with the Head of Midwifery ( yes, my best friend ), my manager, a supervisor of midwives and someone from personnel. No presentation.' Does she not know me well enough by now to know that I will be a gibbering wreck when faced with this semi-circle of people I am supposed to impress.
Oh yes, daughter, Jack's Mum, came out with a cracker the other day. When she was working as a Nanny in Dublin she took the children to see Father Christmas in his grotto. Apparently one of the elves chatted her up. Her Dad and I made all the right noises, but then she says, in all seriousness ' He wasn't really an elf, he was an ordinary boy.' Help, this is the Mother of my Grandson.
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(15.11.04 18:56) Did he work for the National Elf Service? |
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(15.11.04 20:22) Fairy nough! |
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(15.11.04 20:27) fairys procreate through wishful thinking |
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(15.11.04 21:30) She's going to get a shock when Father Xmas doesn't bring Jack any presents! Have you told her she has to buy them? |
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(15.11.04 23:55) Princess - I think there's a lot of clapping involved as well  Matilda - What do you mean 'she has to buy them'? The elves make them and Father Christmas brings them in his sledge. Oh, I forgot. You havn't got a chimney so he doesn't come to you. |
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(16.11.04 10:30) naughty nanny. He could've bounced right off! ;o) |
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(16.11.04 13:09) Minks - That could be a whole new game. Nanny bounces, Jack flies up and Nanny catches him whilst shouting 4. I'll wait until there are no disapproving adults around though. |
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(16.11.04 23:01) I thought half the fun was the disapproing looks from your own children. |
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(17.11.04 00:15) We do have a chimney!!! He does come to us but he brings the stockings, not the main presents! |
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(17.11.04 00:56) Stockings. Pah!!! We have a whole sledge-load 
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