Sunday, June 29, 2014
The other day I opened her school bag and there was change in the bottom. I asked her where she got the money from.
"Oh, I sold a bracelet to Jane and a ring to Kathy," so sayeth she.
"What? " I exclaimed.
She's been selling her homemade rubber band bracelets and rings at school to friends and other students!
Not sure if you've been in on the latest trend with school kids - mini rubber band jewellery they make themselves with a loom. Claire is a self-taught expert at it. She's made dozens. I assumed she was handing them out to friends at school, but alas, she's been selling them. For a pound a bracelet and fifty pence a ring. Oy!
We shut her down and I'm in the process of returning the money to the other children. Don't get me wrong, I'm kinda proud of her for taking the initiative, but it's against school rules to sell merchandise on the sly. Like drugs, or bracelets!
She caught the money fever after her first tooth fell out.
"Two pounds," she exclaimed when she looked under her pillow. You could see the light fire up in her eyes. It was an 'uh-oh' moment for me. Never mind that I had lovingly sprinkled fairy dust over the window sill, making a trail to her bed and sprinkled it around her. We placed the two pound coin with a chocolate coin and a note from her fairy congratulating her on losing a tooth in a gauzy drawstring pouch and slipped it under her pillow. That was 'fine' but the money was the real hit.
She decided she wasn't losing teeth fast enough (only three thus far with a front tooth currently working it's way out). I was slightly concerned she'd start knocking her teeth out on purpose, but she doesn't like pain.
After we shut her down she got to thinking. She approached me about doing chores for money and negotiated a weekly allowance of two pounds. That seemed to sate her for a while. But then she was back.
"Mommy, can I play my violin on the street and make money?" she asked.
"Uh, no, you may not."
"Awww. Why not?"
"Cause Mommy doesn't want to go to jail."
At least she's got drive and determination!
Monday, June 23, 2014
But I'm back, and glad to be at it again. I missed my blog! I write it for me. Delighted as I am that folks care enough to even follow or read anything I'm jotting down, it was and is (again) my outlet for stuff.
There will be no surprise here when I say we moved. Again. That's right, we're currently in our fifth home in England (in just over 4 years of living here). If you don't know my tale of woe, take a look at our first move here . We were at our last place for three years and it was just one pain in the butt after another. So we moved. And we're now in our new place: bigger, better, two bathrooms (this is a big deal because of this), larger rooms, private garden, two floors, same neighborhood, same money.
Anyone who has read this blog will know it's rare for me to say this but Hooray! I finally got a break. too bad the landlord is difficult. Ah, well. Not the end of the world. We're in, we're good, we're happy and I have a place to sit in the sun to sip coffee in the mornings in quiet bliss.
While life seems to rush over me while I'm busy doing something (like dishes or laundry) I can actually say we are content for now. There are a multitude of things going wrong around us but at least we're good. And happy!