The Georgous

After her first day at nursery last week, Georgia came back telling me about her friend Ixchell.

The conversation went along the lines of

Ixchell has a Mr Men sah (shirt) and Georgia has a princess sah!

When Georgia first mentioned Ixchell last week, I wasn’t sure if Ixchell was an actual person, whether she was one of the little ones or perhaps one of the grown-ups….I’m pleased to report, Ixchell is in fact a sweet bubbly little girl who upon seeing Georgia again today – excitedly waved her hands and said “Georgia-mae!”

Another conversation that took place this morning on the way to ‘school’

G: Where is Undy?
Me: In Monmouth
G: Where is Monmouth?
Me: In Wales
G: Where is Wales?
Me: In the UK.
G: Where is the UK?
Me: That’s where we are now…
G: Where does Ah Kong live?
Me: In Penang…

We SO REALLY need to get a world map.

Georgia has been fascinated with the garbage trucks for some time now. Three kinds visit our area each week, the ‘worms’ truck that takes away all our compostable waste, the recyling truck that takes away glass, cans and generally everything recyclable (except plastic milk bottles!) and finally the rubbish truck that takes away everything else.

This morning on our way to ‘school’ we drove past the ‘Worms’ truck….and that led to this conversation.

G: Oh look mummy – the worms truck.
Me: Oh yes – it does look like the worms truck.
G: They are picking up rubbish for the worms to eat eat eat.
Me: Yes – but the worms can’t eat all kinds of rubbish – only some kinds – like paper and cardboard and food that we don’t want. And then all the other rubbish goes into the other rubbish truck – like plastic and everything else that the worms can’t eat.
G: Who teaches the worms?

It took me a while to work out that Georgia as actually asking who teaches the worms (teaches sounded a bit like kisses) but G patiently repeated herself several times until I got it.

My final explanation was : it’s something that the worms do – they break up the soil and eat the rubbish and after that we can use soil to plant more food and flowers.
Me: Where there are no houses….

and how it drives me mad.

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We all went swimming yesterday – or at least that was the plan. Georgia had helped her dad neatly pack a bag complete with towels, combs and toiletries. The efficiency of it all – just to go to waste as we LEFT IT AT HOME!

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Yesterday was Georgia’s first day back at nursery after a year-long sojourn….and it all went very very well.

I’m glad to say there was no hesitation on her part in ‘going to school’ and she got straight in to join the other children. We left with a day of pleasure and rest on our mind – although i must report, we acheived neither.

I’m really pleased with St Johns on many many accounts… but most of all, I’m so pleased at how different the philosophies are to Greenfields where she was before.

Picking Georgia up from St. Johns, we were –

• encouraged to walk up to her group (Ladybirds)
• told what transpired in the day (didn’t eat much – just nibbles, lots of going to the toilet; played outside, water play and made a craft fish, napped for 1hr 25 mins!)

After our experience with Greenfields, (we were not allowed to see the children ‘in the setting’, not encouraged to be too involved), St Johns is a welcome change. It was very pleasing to see her so happy and occupied playing away before she realised we were there.

It’s a shame that it’s such a long journey or I would seriously consider putting her in for a couple of half-days a week rather than the one full day.

Books Georgia has read these past two weeks.

What Shall We Do, Blue Kangaroo? by Emma Chichester Clark
Monkey Tricks by Camilla Ashforth
Big Bears Can! by David Bedford & Gaby Hansen
Little Pig Figwort by Herietta Branford
Little Rabbit Lost by Harry Horse ** favourite
The Scallywags by David Melling
Seven Ways to Catch the Moon by M.P. Robertson
You’ll Soon Grow Alex by Andrea Shavick & Russell Ayto

After quite a bumpy start, with rather poor communication from St Johns wrt to trial session dates and times and other expectations, Georgia had a fabulous one hour trial.

I spent most of that time in Jan Harvey’s office – well out of sight – perhaps it’s a case of ‘out of sight, out of mind’ – poor mummy!

In that hour, she planted a ‘nut’ and managed to wet her sleeves playing with bubbles….so all in all a great start.

Georgia has started to get the hang of questioning and sometimes it can feel like a constant interogation.

At a visit to the Mall (@ Cribbs Causeway) on Saturday we sat next to a mummy and baby pair in the food court, soon enough the questions started.

G: What’s the mummy doing?
Me: Feeding the baby.
G: What’s the baby doing?
Me: Eating
G: What’s the baby eating?
Me: A sandwich
…and then it starts again…
G: What’s the mummy doing?

Me: ???

This morning, in the car…

G: Where is Bambi?
Me: In the forest.
G: Where is the forest?
Me: In the country-side
G: Where is the country-side?
Me: Where there are no houses….

Note to self — perhaps – ‘Bambi’s in the book’ would have been a more accurate answer which would not have had any more follow-ons

Books read:
Alphabets – U, V

From the library –
Curious George catches a train
Postman Pat and the big butterflies