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Back in 2006 I posted this video of the blonde kid on youtube

It was a bit of fun, TBK loves dancing like a nutter and I love laughing at him, This morning it appears not everyone thinks the same, I had an email notification of this comment:

ukgirl1 (16 hours ago)r
stupid………. the mother must be a shit mom, she needs to be on Jermey Kyile

Now at first I thought pathetic and I considered just deleting it, In the end I just had to respond:

essitam (2 minutes ago)
Yeah I totally agree, I mean what sort of parent films their kid having fun??

It’s disgusting I mean it’s quite clear the kid is hating every moment of it, She must be the sort of woman that aspires to be on shit day time television programmes…

No wait that aspiration is left for idiots that can’t spell “Jeremy” or “Kyle” and who want to criticize others as they have no life of their own!

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ukgirl1 I have one other word for you – WHATEVER!!

Sweet Dreams

I was tucking the blonde kid into bed last night he suddenly looked at me all serious then lay staring at the ceiling…

me: What’s up baby?

tbk: Just thinking….

me: Oh what about?

tbk: I don’t know just lots of stuff

me: Like….?

tbk: You know just lots of stuff like robot factories and unicorns.

me: (dubiously) ok…

tbk: ’cause you know if I think lots of robots and unicorns then it goes around over and over in my head then I fall to sleep and dream about that stuff and then wake up early in time for school so I can go and learn stuff and it makes me clever.

me: really?

tbk: yeah because you have to dream to be clever!

Scientist Jordan

Sweet dreams then kidda!

What goes around…

This week has been BUSY, everything is changing and it seems to be happening at 100mph, I definitely feel like this evening is the first real opportunity I’ve had to relax. Not that I’m complaining. Change is good especially when it’s changing for the better, But I’ve so many new and exciting things happening that it’s hard to keep up with myself let alone everyone else but sometimes it is nice to just sit and relax.

Tonight was my “sit down and relax” evening, we had take away for dinner and sat together to eat TV off, music on and we chatted about what we’ve all got going on and what we’d been up to today. The following is the blonde kids thought of the day…

TBK Mom do you believe in karma?

ME I think so why hun?

TBK Because I don’t.

ME Do you know what karma is?

TBK Yeah it’s when you do something nasty to someone and then something nasty happens to you.

ME Yeah it’s kinda like that, why do you ask anyway?

TBK Well today in school I tried to stop Lewis ball and I stopped it too hard and it bounced away and I got shouted at for being mean but it wasn’t really mean as it was accident and then someone threw it back and it bounced on my head and the teacher said “That’s karma that is, you kicked his ball away and now you’re hurt”. So is that karma?

ME Kind of I suppose yes. If you did kick the ball deliberately. (Giving him THAT look)

TBK Well maybe I do believe in karma then – just a little bit.

I’m not sure whether to be upset at his half admission of guilt to being mean to Lewis or whether to be impressed at yet another display of his understanding of the English language and his definition of “karma”

Whatever I decide I think this conversation will always be held as an example of “What goes around comes around”

We survived…

The television amnesty is over, not that anyone is bothered. We survived quite well without the grey box in the corner, so well in fact it has hardly been switched on even though it is now “allowed” and both myself and James have dragged ourselves away from the computers outside of the predetermined “shut down” hours with out suffereing any major withdrawal symptoms.

The blonde dude didn’t once complain of boredom, We’re looking into purchasing a different selection of board games for him and we’ve looked online to see what activities are running at out local library. He has even gone as far as to suggest other activities we can partake in AFTER the ban was complete.

He didn’t even ask for the television when he went for dinner at my parents which is amazing as he is allowed free reign of the remote control when he’s there…..I think I can call that MISSION ACCOMPLISHED!

For one week only…

I have come to the realisiation that in our house we rely way too much on technology to keep us occupied. If we’re not on the internet, there is something on the television to watch or the wii or playstation to play with so I have made a decision.

As of Monday morning for one week only there are new restrictions coming in place.

There is to be NO television AT ALL, ALL WEEK – Not even BBC Breakfast News (my alarm clock of choice) No consoles AT ALL, ALL WEEK. No computers (and that means no internet) between the hours of 6pm and 8pm EVERY EVENING. I would make it a longer period if it wasn’t for James actually needing to make a living and hence needing internet access.

We are actually going to DO things. We’ve plenty of books, board games, packs of cards and art and craft things so along with the recently purchased Jenga, we have plenty to do indoors. We have the beautiful Staffordshire Green Belt not 5 mins walk from my house and Brownshore Lakes are only 10 mins away. There is the local park and the speedway, There is the newly refurbished nature reserves along the canal all on our doorstep, so its time to go exploring!

The blonde kid in his defense does get out regularly but I’ve become pretty complacent about it so to motivate us were turning off and getting going!! I’m hoping we can get into the habit of looking around us before reaching for the remote. Maybe we’ll need longer than a week to really get over our technology addiction but maybe a week will give us a head start.

Maybe I’m being too adventurous, Maybe the blonde kid will miss Ben 10 and Dr Who far too much and will pack a bag and leave me for the technological safe haven of my parents. Maybe we’ll have too many withdrawals ourselves and succumb within a day and a half – we’ll just have to wait and see!

The best school trip EVER…

Last September the blonde kid started his new school and shortly afterwards his new teacher Mr Tennant fell ill, after weeks without a teacher they finally appointed a substitute. Miss Southall. She is a fantastic teacher and with in a week of her starting all the kids (and most of the dads) were in love with her, She had them eating out of her hand and the bullying that the blonde kid was suffering, and no other teacher seemed bothered to deal with all but ceased to exist. So that made me a very happy Mommy!

Anyway, it appears not only is Miss Southall an ultra cool teacher, she also has an ultra cool fiancee called Barry, known to the the whole wide world as Baz – the bass player from “The Fratellis”.

He has put in an appearance in class on a couple of occasions, and also came to help out with the Christmas play. The kids are all familiar with his band as (according to the blonde dude) they do P.E to his album “Costello Music”.

Well, The Fratellis are touring again and Monday just gone they were playing the Birmingham Carling Academy which is only a bus and short train ride away (and where we often go to see bands ourselves) So Miss Southall and Barry (I presume) got their heads together and organised a day trip to the Academy.

The whole class (plus a few star stuck parents) made the journey into Birmingham via public transport to interrupt the guys sound check. They got a tour of the venue, shown a lighting desk, visited “catering” (although having visited the Academy plenty of times myself, including the back stage areas, I have no idea where Jordan was trying to describe to me) and to go on the tour bus.

They got to go on stage and look at the instruments, they met the staff of the venue, the crew and then they got to put questions to the boys themselves, The blonde kid asked “Have you ever been booed off stage?” and “Has your amp ever broke during a gig?” always looking on the bright side my son!

As if that wasn’t enough they were then all given T-Shirts which, I believe, they must have had made up especially for the kids as usually at gigs the smallest size you can get is a “ladies” and these were smaller than the smallest ladies! AND (yep there’s more) in a couple of weeks time they will each be getting a signed picture of the band.

The whole class had booklets that were identical looking to the bands tour itinerary, to fill in with details of their day and with questions to ask. On the last page was space for the kids to draw a picture of themselves in band playing an instrument of their choice. Jordan had drawn a picture of himself playing a guitar and when I saw it I thought “At last”.  I’ve been trying to convince him he’d like to play an instrument for ages, I think it would be a good extra curricular activity for him especially as he has shown a little interest in drumming previously,  When I asked him about it he said “Actually mom I didn’t want to be in the band or really play guitar, but I had to draw something there, I do now know what I really want to do now, I want to be a tour bus driver, I went on the bus and it’s easy they have sat-nav, and a mini tv, they get to see all the bands and all they have to do is drive!”

I think that was my dream of having a rich and famous son to look after me in my old age flying out the window but still Jordan has done nothing but talk about his experience ever since, He had an amazing day and I don’t know of any other band who would let a class of 7 and 8 year old kids hi-jack them the morning of a gig and let them stay the day!

My hats is off to them! How is any other school trip ever going to compare with this one??

Player Level – Intermediate.

The other night I was cooking dinner and the blonde kid stuck his head into the kitchen.

“What we having mom”

“Chicken dinner hun” I replied “Chicken, Mash, Broccoli, Yorkshire Puddings….”

His face dropped, “Can I have something different?”

“Why?” I asked. “What’s wrong with your moms cooking?” piped up James “She’s an expert cook”

“Well…” said the blonde kid “She’s not an expert, more like an intermediate. You and me James we’re beginners and mom, she’s an intermediate”

I looked on pretty speechless, as what do you say to that I was impressed that he knew the meaning of “intermediate” and able to use it in context, I wasn’t however impressed that was how my son saw my cooking, I thought all kids were supposed to prefer their own mom’s food!?

Then James asked…

“So Jordan, do we know any experts?”

His response. “No, but if mom cooks two more meals then she’ll reach expert level”

I am no longer impressed, Now I just think he plays to many computer games!!