After what must have been a rush of blood to the head I managed to get myself re-enrolled in swimming lessons. It was my first one on Tuesday and I found it all a bit of a struggle if truth be told. Well, I hadn't been for what must be nearly a year and the first thing I had to do was front crawl across the big pool (which was FREEZING). I'm not good at front crawl though, had it been backstroke I would have been well in there. I picked up a bit towards the end though and was really good at retrieving things from the bottom of the pool and of course my backstroke width. Hopefully next time won't be quite so traumatic.
Hmmm, I wasn't too great at trampolining this week either. In fact I decided having a kip on the side of the trampoline was the way forward instead. In fact I was feeling pretty under the weather and hadn't had a good nights sleep.
It was multi sports club in Wednesday after school again, but this week I was not so happy about it as it clashed with our charity cake sale. I had to miss out on cakes! We'd spent two days making them at school and everything. I kept on and on about it all night, Dad was really sympathetic but I knew I could rely on Mum. She had a word at school next day and there just so happened to be more than enough cakes leftover. I was mighty pleased about that and managed to stuff myself and even get one for Ellis (with a pink Mini Egg on top no less).
Dad also found some of my race pictures out on the internet, I was pretty pleased with them too, much better than his and Mum's efforts:
I felt a lot better on Thursday, no doubt due to the Calpol Mum was feeding me.
Excitement central for tea time, Andy was round!
There is of course a downside to this, parents evening...AGAIN! I had nothing to worry about by all accounts though, i'm doing pretty much as well as I should except in maths, where i'm even better!
We had a game of build a beetle while Mum and Dad were gone which was nice.
And we didn't even resort to any shouting or squabbling.
The weekend was soon on us and yet again we had to go to Wantage for cars.
At least this time we actually got one though, even if it is pretty much the same as the last one, albeit a bit nicer....
.........and it doesn't smell of Ellis' cheese sandwich sick which is nice.
There was a bit of flaw in Dad's plan for the afternoon, the boat yard in Abingdon hadn't opened yet for the season even though it was a lovely sunny day. So our plans of a leisurley afternoon cruising the river Thames became an afternoon in the park and an ice cream.
There was a pretty big slide by todays standards:
It got Mum and Dad talking about when they were kids and there was a huge slide in Victoria Park or something.........yawn.
Biggest news of all though was that I finally managed to get on a swing and get it going really high with no help at all. Atter all these years i've finally achieved what looked to be impossible. Jumped off it from a pretty impressive height too!
And I got to show off my climbing prowess on stuff that was meant for much bigger kids, i'm getting like Spiderman these days!
Grandad and Anne and Alan and Hayley came round for dinner on Sunday.
There was obviously a massive fuss over who was going to sit where and mum managed to broker a deal to keep all the parties concerned happy.
After lunch we forced Alan into going for a walk in the sunshine. We went to the park for a bit, he reckons he hated it.
I didn't as we managed to find a hole in the fence of the new park equipment and test it all out. It was brilliant and it's a shame it's all still fenced off.
I hope we don't get into trouble for going on there.......
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