I felt a lot better on Friday and Saturday, but seem to be having something of a relapse today - more pain and achiness.
The weekend has been a bit sticky .... Tamsin's and my first attempt at papier mache is making progress (though not yet finished) - we're making Humpty Dumpty. Cue glue everywhere .... And on Friday night, on coming home from a (rare) evening out, I picked up in the front garden a little bottle which had been carelessly dropped and not cleared up by the guys installing our new guttering and cladding. It emptied the rest of its contents all over my fingers, as I was looking at it to see what it was - and you would have been impressed at the lightning speed of my thinking as I read that it was superglue, and separated all my fingers in a flash! We then had one of those wonderful internet moments where we were able to find out instantly how to remove superglue - the only problem was that the remedy was nail varnish remover, and I was pretty sure I didn't have any. We tried several substances from Bill's workshop, none of which worked, so I was resigned to having stiff immovable fingers until I could make a trip to the chemists in the morning. Desperation drove me to a search of my drawers and cabinets, and - tada! - a nearly full bottle of nail varnish remover. Instant relief and bendable fingers within moments!!
There's been a fair bit of education going on - Tamsin's discovered my stash of workbooks that I've been keeping until she was ready ... and has had a go at the first few pages of each of them - Telling the Time, Match and Sort, and Letterland First Reading Activity Book. She's done really well, and enjoyed them as long as it's kept low-key and low-pressure. That's fine by me - I do find it strange though that I have a firm belief in kids doing things when they are ready, and literacy usually being pressed upon kids too early in our culture, yet I find myself with a perverse desire to see her "progress" and am excited for her to start to read. It really doesn't matter if she doesn't read for another 3 years or more, so I must beware of any feeling of rushing her.
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I know what you mean about the 'when children are ready' and wanting to see success. I am exactly the same with Joe. He is 7 and still not a fluent reader. I keep telling myself that it will come (and he is improving so I shouldn't be worried right?) but then I can't wait until he can do it. I know that he will get far more enjoyment from reading books for himself, he loves books being read to him, and get's frustrated that he can only read the early reader 'boring' ones. Oh who said this HE stuff was easy...
Nodding at your last paragraph here - I can hand on heart say that I love HE cos the kids get to do stuff when they are ready to do it so it happens naturally, but I also get a real buzz from seeing them make age appropriate - or sometimes earlier- progress with something too.
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