I'm having a right morning of it...

First up, I discovered that not only have the kids broken something we borrowed from the Toy Bus, they've also managed to lose part of something else we borrowed from the Toy Bus; this is despite my attempts to only borrow toys with large, difficult to lose pieces. I turned the house over last night, and again this morning, and while I haven't found the toy, I have come to realise just what a bloody tip the house is. I hate having an untidy house, but on the other hand, I find it very hard to find the enthusiasm to give it a really good clean and tidy.

Secondly, Jacob's coat has still not turned up at nursery. One of his classmates went home in it by mistake on Monday and is now off sick; so Jacob is without a winter coat while the temperature outside plummets and the forecast for tomorrow is for heavy snow. The school have rung the boy's mum to ask if she could bring the coat in today, but she's apparently got a very poor grasp of english and didn't understand what they were saying. If it hasn't turned up by the time i go and fetch him at lunchtime, I think I'm going to have to go and buy him another one, to tide him over until his turns up.

And thirdly, while I was having the above conversation with one of the nursery staff, Jacob realised that the reason he was queuing up with his classmates outside the gate through to primary school was that they were going into his new Reception Class for the morning, and promptly burst into tears. For some reason, a fortnight ago, he stopped being all excited about going up to "Big School" and started announcing that he doesn't want to go. On the one occasion I've mentioned it since, he's maintained the line that he wants to stay in nursery, so I haven't brought the subject up again; but he's obviously very worried about it for some reason. As I left him to the cuddles of the nursery staff, he was wailing like a soul in torment; I'm sure he'll be fine this morning, but there are v few things guaranteed to make you feel like a shite mother than having to leave your crying child in the care of someone else :(

So, if there was ever a morning to break out the port before 10am, this is probably it :(