T-Bird Anni Rides Again

about  an hour ago I had everything planned out that I was going to blog about today.  Trouble is that then Duke got home, chatted to me whilst I was trying to type it and now it’s all gone!  Sigh, I’ll call that a goldfish moment and move on shall I

Today being palm Sunday we had a donkey to follow down the lane to church, he was called Acorn and "starred" in Nanny McFee aparently! So that was fun.  Cute little critters aren’t they?  Always sort of amazes me how small they are, I can remember feeling like they were so big when I was Aprilia’s age and being taken for donkey rides on Blackpool beach.

The afternoon was spent with her playing out, hurrah for good weather!  Meantime I attacked my stashes with that wierd burst of nesting nonsense i do once a month and got it nicely sorted out so now I can see all my fabrics and yarns easily which makes decided on what to do next even harder cos there is just so much to choose from!

This evening Aprilia had a really wobbly half hour.  On Wednesday her best friend ever in the world left Rainbows and headed on up to Brownies.  She was a bit sad about it at the time but seemed to be forgotten about by next morning.  but this evening she was inconsolable.  Sobbed her little heart out about it.  My first thought was to do the "other fish in the sea etc" routine that would have been trotted out to me but thankfully I stopped and thought a bit more before flapping my mouth about.  there may well be "other fish in the sea" and no doubt by the end of the summer "term" she will have a new best friend at Rainbows but does that give me the right to rubbish how she wsa feeling right at that moment?  Not really, so instead I just let her tell me how she felt, held her and let her ride out the tears.  Then I promised to see if I could contact E as we have a mutual friend that we will probably see on Thursday.  Somehow it felt like a milestone, another step along a diferent road than the one my parents traveled and somehow it was almost a relief that, faced with an emotional child, I hadn’t merely recited their script but stopped long enough to giver her something if not exactly better then at least something with a bit of thought behind it.  Still want to wrap her up against the horrid cruel world so she never has to feel sad again in her life but I guess allowing her to be sad and work through it instead of trying to hide it and force a smile back on her face is the next best thing, perhaps this way she will end up more able to deal with emotions when it’s her turn to be the Mummy?