I do like Ikea
but I do wish I could train Duke to actually LOOK at the package sizes before saying "yes, of course it will fit in my Volvo" because this is twice now we ahve really, really struggled and ended up with me driving it home with the seat as far forwards as it will go (which means I am seriously up close and personal with the stearing wheel) Which was sort of excuseable in the past but these days Ikea deliver! And I dont’ care how much it costs (don’t think it’s too bad though) it HAS to be better than me having to drive with my face 6" off teh airbag and Aprilia having to sit slightly skewed because the item is shoving her carseat over slightly.
Hey ho, Aprilia is now the proud owner of a bright red "Billy" bookcase and we spent today transfering all the books off her floor (shriek!) and all her books from teh bookcases in teh living room into it. It sort of burped and said "is taht all you have to give me?" whilst the shelves downstiars wept with relief at having huge numbers of books evicted! She also agreed to part with a few that she has outgrown so we have stuff for charity shop tomorrow.
She celebrated by reading me 3 Cahrlie and Lola books. Not saying it was fluent but it was reading and it was pausing to work out what a word was and it was a damned sight more interesting than listening to her read desperately boring "learn to read" books. There really is a light at the end of this tunnel isn’t there? Just need to break this panic reaction she gets to books with more than 3 lines of text. It’s not that I don’t understand this panic, I’ve been known to break into a cold sweat at close packed, small typeface text myself, but she does need to learn to deal with it somehow!


