Last Saturday was a Mummy and H day as Daddy was working. So we decided to go to the Wyre Forest. A few weeks ago we’d been sent a Forestry Commission Discovery Pass and we were keen to get out and use it. I’d not taken H to the Wyre Forest before, although I’ve been many times in the past for long walks. It was a lovely, clear, bright autumn day and it was good to be out amongst the trees with their glorious, autumnal colours.
H is always very attuned to the arrival of the postman or the parcel delivery man when he’s at home. He rarely misses an opportunity to examine any parcels that arrive in the house and loves getting post of his own. He gets a few things including the Playmobil catalogue (always popular and well-worn within days) and the Lego Magazine. This week saw the arrival of the Lego magazine, which is also very popular and well on its way to been worn out, but I’m not allowed to get rid of any of the old ones.
We’ve been enjoying a somewhat less hectic than normal week. It’s been just our regular things generally, so there’s been a little more time than usual to relax a little or catch up with things. Our school run walk now sees quite a few bare trees, although there are still quite a few with leaves including some stunning yellows. Leaves carpet the grass and provide an irresistible opportunity to scrunch through them as you walk along.
In the evenings we have been busy with homework: daily reading and some toy related homework. At the moment H’s class are studying toys as part of their creative curriculum – essentially it’s a school project about toys. They’ve been on a school trip to Cannock Toy Museum and there’s clearly been a lot of discussion going on at school. This has led to me being asked questions like: Did you play with wooden toys when you were little Mummy? Answer: No, the seventies seemed to be a plastic sort of era. Apart from jigsaws and teddies, pretty much everything was plastic as far I recall. Question: Did you play with metal toys painted with poisonous paint? Answer: No, the metal toys with poisonous paint [lead paint?] were around long before I was a little girl (How old do you think I am?). Question: Were you a little girl in Victorian times? Answer: No, I don’t think anyone alive today was a child in Victorian times (Cheeky Monkey).
The homework connected to the toy project was sticking in pictures of toys made from different materials. This proved difficult because H loves his catalogues. In the end he agreed to cut up a Aldi flyer (a nice line in cheap action men style figures this week incidentally) brought into the house for this very purpose. Other people used the Argos catalogue – I would never had got away with this.
H also had to take a toy into school which they wrote about and drew pictures of it. There was much agonising over which one to take. I insisted on something fairly small, without lots of bits to lose. In the end we decided on an Imaginext toy – not sure what it’s supposed to be, perhaps a space vehicle.
And to end this nice calm week, a nice calm picture. My lapcat in his favourite place. In fact he’s in much the same position now which is making typing a touch tricky.