Okay, you readers had better brace yourself for some truly shocking news......I won writer of the week award at school. Not just for my class, but the whole school! I know, it's pretty incredible isn't it? What made it even more sweet is that during the build up to the award being presented I said to Hugo that I had no chance of ever winning this one.....next thing I know, my name.is called out and i'm up on stage in front of the entire school.
In equally shocking news, I got really clingy when Dad dropped me off at gymnastics, I didn't want him to go and wanted a cuddle. He was strong though and managed to convince me to go in.
I had netball and had the benefit of a one on one goal shooting session with one of the teachers after my matches had been played.
Wednesday
I had the first of my level 5 swimming lessons after school. For a moment I thought I was going to be in the same class as my friend Matilda from school, sadly I wasn't.
I also had my hopes dashed that Hugo might be about when we spotted Luca and Matice were in lessons, but sadly he was still at after school club.
The lesson went really well, and I liked my new teacher.
It was my parents evening after tea. I reckoned Mrs Jackson would say 'okay' things about me, so I was only a little bit worried. Turns out I shouldn't have been as I got a glowing report. Apart from a very few motivational issues on rare occasions things are going well. Apparently i'm very bright, articulate and socialise well and she also said that if I mantain my personality and attitude i'd be set for life! Mum and Dad were rather pleased I think.
Thursday
I earned a marble in class today, to re-enforce my parents evening comments.
We performed a spy themed dance after school, it was great fun, rolling about, hiding, pointing our imaginary guns around.
When Dad picked me up I casually dropped the fact that there was a bake sale at school tomorrow in aid of Sport Relief. I've maintained that that is all the notice we were given. Anyway, it was nothing a quick trip to Marks and Spencers, Tesco's and Wilkinsons couldn't prepare us for.
Once tea as done and dusted we cracked on with the baking.
Yes indeed we did, we actually co-operated pretty well for once as well, I dis all the heavy mixing.
And I was responsible for the majority of the ingredients measuring and egg cracking.
Due to time constraints we couldn't put the icing on, that had to qait for morning.
I didn't even see them come out of the oven as I had to go to bed.
Friday
I was up early doors to get the icing and strawberry garnish sorted:
We were very pleased with our work.
And fortunatley we only had to donate 6 to the bake sale, meaning that we had enough left over to have one in our lunch box and one each for after tea that evening.
Sport relief day proved to be great fun with a lot of sports and games on offer for us in the afternoon.
We had a pretty much full on sports day type arrangement running, the parents were invited and everything. Dad came along and we played Netball, Tennis, Cricket, a few Football penalties and some Hurdling too. Combine this with a cake sale and you have a pretty much perfect afternoon in my eyes.
Sophie was lucky enough to purchase one of our beautiful baked creations and praised it very highly!
But todays big news was thst my wobbly tooth finally came out:
So here I am, all nice and gappy!
Sue came round to babysit in the evening, which was proper cool and exciting. But sadly I was pretty much exhausted after a busy day. She didn't really get much in the way of conversation out of me i'm sorry to say, from my semi conscious slump on the sofa.
So it was down to me to entertain our guest, I think I managed the task okay.
Saturday
So after an early(ish) morning snuggle in bed with Mum and Dad watching some dog competition or other we had a trip out.
Indeed we did, in light of both of our good efforts at school this week we were allowed a treat.....
We decided on JJ's....
...and Pizza Hut!
We couldn't wait to get on the drop slide, straight from the top, no messing!
We had a lovely time, even if we were still a bit tired from the previous night.
We did let Dad come with us for a bit of a play for old times sake.
Pizza Hut was calling though and we made our way to the Basingstoke out of town branch.
Sadly it was full, with a 30 minute wait.
We decided we could get home in 30 minutes so made our way back to Newbury and waltzed straight in to sit at one of the big round booths.
Once we'd eaten our fill and got the leftovers boxed up we headed home and watched The Little Mermaid.
I saw the first half before I noticed that the skies were looking much brighter and less like rain so took off down to the park. I found Hugo, Ben and Joe, we had a good time on our bikes.
Andy came round in the evening, we had a game of Catan:
Sunday
It had turned colder over the last couple of days, but never the less, Sunday morning was bright and sunny, Dad was outside soing some gardening so in my mind, it was summer....water fight season!
So it was swimming costumes on, water pistols out!
With strict instructions not to get Mum or Dad wet or there'd be trouble.
As is usual with our water fights, there's an qual amount of arguing and whingeing as there is fun.
But we loved getting wet, even if I did have to admit that it was a bit on the cold side.
We spent the rest of the morning playing with our long forgotten toys from the conservatory.
Specifically the wooden train set and the duplo, which combines to form a very cool railway based safari park.
I then helped Mum clean the conservatory, well, I say helped but I think I may have been more of a hinderance really.
Then it was homework time....deep joy!!!
But once it was done I sloped off to Hugo's for a game of Fifa on the Xbox.
And I found one of last years birthday presents, a make your own lip gloss kit:
Mum and I had great fun making up the concoctions and trying them out. It has to be said, the sparkly blue one made me look very cold.
Monday
I'd volunteered to do some courses on being a good listener in view to being a 'buddy' for next years slew of new infants, I was really pleased to have been chosen, until
I realised that the workshops might well be in our break and lunchtimes. Imagine my relief when it turned out we missed class instead and still got break and lunchtime!
Now we seem to be following the juniors, we also did the Spy dance after school.
I bought a letter home saying i'd been picked for the cross country team for the forthcoming competition, not a massive surprise, there's hardly any upper school boys thst are up for it this year?
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