Mark and I went to the opera last night (Falstaff, you should see it, best fun Lorina, you were AMAZING!), so I made gnocchi for the Squish and his gorgeous Tia Nani (Aunty Jane who very kindly babysat for us).
This morning I decided to sling the leftovers into the big dipper to try it out as a main meal container for wet foods. We’ll see how it goes – I have ordered another big dipper so I can also use one for fruit. Today I sent his fruit in a glass container, but I anticipate that won’t wash for long. Why does it have to be so hard to find leakproof containers? Even the big dipper leaks a bit, but not nearly as bad as plastic.
Thank you everyone for your kind and supportive comments about yesterdays post. It feels really nice to be able to be honest about my insecurities and not be judged.
I do trust the school and his teacher is terrific, it’s just really hard to let go of the day to day management of Inigo’s learning. It’s hard to hand him over to someone who hasn’t yet had time to work out that he can read a lot of simple stuff and is learning new words every day.
Of course the tiny compartmentalised rational part of my brain knows that the teacher has an awful lot on her plate and I wouldn’t do her job for quids! Maybe I just had too high expectations of the best start assessment. And hopefully I will learn how to be a mum of a school kid in time, without too many people writing me off as crazy.
All too soon he’s going to be telling me about how his home made particle accelerator works – I can take a deep breath and know with certainty that he is going to be fine.