I continue to get lots of compliments about Grace and her sense of humour and good manners, both of which I am rightly proud of but don’t relay that much to her for fear of it going to her head! She hasn’t failed to deliver on her funees yet again this week. This last week has included the themes love, babies and school.
We always like to have a chat in the car on the way home from school. We do have a rather long journey so there is plenty of chance for discussion. Leaving school last Wednesday, Grace told me that if she had a girl baby she would call it Grass. When I asked her why, she responded with ‘No apparent reason’. To me this smacks of a celebrity child name – poor child I say! When I asked her what she would call a boy she told me it would be Bertie Williams. She informed me that even though her surname was not Williams, it would be when Ross and I got married. Oh, the complications of surnames! (and I love the name Bertie!).
Then we turned to the discussion of holding your breath. Goodness only knows why! Grace explained that if you hold your breath too long then you’ll die – for example if you hold your breath and count up to 200, then you will have died by the time you reach 56!! Random number there!
The following morning, Grace and Ross were discussing Grace’s lessons over breakfast. She told us that she would be having a Geography lesson. Ross asked her if this was her first Geography lesson to which she replied ‘No, I’ve already learnt Geography’. Ross asked her what she learned about. ‘Jesus’ came the reply.
Thursday morning over breakfast I explained to Grace that it was Valentines Day and I asked her if she would be doing anything special at school during the day. ‘Well,’ said Grace ‘I heard that we were going to make something special for our Mums’. ‘Oh Grace, that would be lovely’ I replied. She ended the conversation with ‘Well, at least, I’ll try and fit it in but I do have a lot to do and it’s a very busy day, Thursday!’
Saturday evening was a girlie night in for me and Grace. We decided to watch Mamma Mia and there was plenty of dancing from Grace! (She has loved this film since she was 18 months old). Anyway, it got to the song ‘Does Your Mother Know’. Grace turned to me and said ‘Mum, as we are having a girly evening, I need to tell you something. This song should be played for Sam at school because the words are about him!’ ‘Why is that Grace?’ I asked. ‘Because yesterday when we finished school, Sam came into the cloakrooms and kissed me on the cheek!’ I had to re-listen to the words of the song after this.
On Sunday we went to some friends for lunch. As usual, Ross was outside getting beaten up by Grace and our friends’ two boys on the trampoline. When they came in, they were all excitedly telling us what they had done to poor Ross. ‘Yes! I kicked him in the peanuts!’ boasted Grace.
Every week we watch ‘Dancing on Ice’ obviously because Grace is taking ice skating lessons. This week we were able to watch it in full on Sunday evening as there was no school the following day due to half term. When one contestant was very unsteady on their feet, Grace shouted ‘Oh my goodness! He nearly falled!’. Ross said to her ‘No. What is the right word to use instead of ‘falled’?’ ‘Stumbled?’ came the reply.
Yesterday, I was filling in new passport application forms and explained to Grace what I was doing and why. She said that she would like to go on a plane to Lost Vegas – if she can find it! I laughed and explained to her that it was Las Vegas. ‘Last Vegas? Is that because it’s the last Country in the world?’
Finally, I give you Grace dancing to ‘Waterloo’
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