Who’s Normal Anyway?

I’m not making enough time to blog at the moment and it’ll get worse before it gets better, what with Melrose next week and moving house the week after, so here are a few notable points for the past week.

A has now officially left the mountain rescue team. Earlier this week he was up in Scotland with them for a training week, but came back early to go on holiday. He was pretty fed up it didn’t snow til after he’d come home - they had to do ice climbing indoors. But he did get to go on 2 call outs, so a bit of excitement. The team leaving ceremony has been banned on the grounds it looks like bullying to members of the public, so A was a little sad (and possibly relieved given the weather) not to be “swum”, but he did get lots of whiskeys bought on his last evening out.

Yesterday A persuaded me he really needed to go and buy some of his own climbing gear now he’s not on the team. He got a new harness, stickies (climbing boots), bug and something else I can’t remember the name of LOL and hammered the credit card. But it was a bargain because he got it using team discount before we move

M has had lots of lasts, and more today. It was his final Beavers on Tuesday, last West Park on Wednesday and last Musical Theatre class yesterday. We’re hoping to keep in touch with people from WP though and at MT it was sweet because we were given leaving cards and one family even got us leaving pressies. So we’ve finally swapped names (!) and addresses and may write sometimes. I’ve enjoyed chatting to the mums and grans in the changing room while M’s had his lesson and they’ve seen L grow from bump through tiny baby to crawling around under everyone’s legs.

Today is M’s last dance class and then we’re seeing the doublets and family for soft play and pizza and goodbyes - though they’d better come visit, so not too final.

L has marked the week by finishing one cold and then starting another. He’s honing his pulling up skills ’specially for our week away and was popping up and down to M’s chair over and over yesterday evening, practising. He’s so pleased with himself when he does it. He also does a sweet raspberry noise (well, sweet except when he climbed on top of me in the middle of the night, socked me in the nose, grinned and blew raspberries : ). He’s teething and is waking sometimes hourly. His 2 bottom teeth popped through on Thursday afternoon. There’s no dosing him with anything though, he just won’t open his mouth and squirms away.

My highlight of the week was going shopping yesterday to spend Chirstmas M&S vouchers in Per Una and finding I could buy a size 16 skirt! Haven’t done that in a long while.