Thursday, July 03, 2014

My son is awesome!

It's late, and I'm tired, and we've got a pretty manic week ahead, but I just had to post to say how proud I am of my Charlie-Boy.
There was a big show at a local theatre tonight for his musical theatre class. The lady who runs the class also has a massive dance school, so the show was predominantly dancers - from tots in tutus (I was totally picturing Rosie strutting her stuff...) to astonishingly brilliant adult dancers on points.
But there was a big section for the musical theatre kids. They were singing a few numbers from 'Hairspray' and, like I said in the heading, Chas was awesome!
He's never been the most co-ordinated of kids. I think the fact he couldn't hop or run properly, let alone dance, until after his Fontan when he was six and a half meant he was a bit delayed in some of his gross motor skills. Not to mention he'd be breathless and blue within less than a minute.
But tonight, I watched him singing, dancing (perfectly in time) and acting (he's quite the comedian and got a couple of laughs from the audience) for about 15 minutes, non-stop. He beamed throughout the whole performance. He just loves being on stage and relishes every minute in the limelight.
He was so well practised, along with his friends. He knew exactly what to do, and when, and he did it brilliantly.
Watching him up on stage in front of 400-odd people, it was hard to believe he was given only a 50-60% chance of even reaching school age.
Honestly, I could explode with pride sometimes. I find myself sitting on the edge of my seat, grinning like a loon. I have to restrain myself from telling everybody 'That's my son up there!!'
There's another two nights of show to come, plus he and Pete are heading off to London on Saturday for a BHF-ad related photo shoot, and then he's off to Birmingham Symphony Hall on Tuesday for a Taiko drumming performance with school.
His life is so full - and he loves it.
Keep up the good work Charlie-Barley. I really am impossibly proud of you. xxx

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Friday, June 27, 2014

Thursday, June 26, 2014

Deeeee-licious!

I thought I'd just post this snippet of video of Rosie enjoying her icecream after tea yesterday, because it made me laugh!  She really is a little character these days.
She is talking nineteen to the dozen, and has quite a quirky sense of humour.  She's also very keen on imaginary play, and spent ages yesterday making 'Porridge' for everyone, in between 'going to the shops and Nanny's house' in her toy car.
Tonight though, she was climbing the stairs to go to bed, when she suddenly decided that in fact, she was climbing a tree to rescue a cat called Tiddles.
She proceeded to save said 'cat', carry it upstairs, clean its teeth in the bathroom, and then tuck it into bed beside her.
I kissed her and said goodnight, and was told that I had to kiss Tiddles and say goodnight to him too.
I obliged.
I was just leaving her bedroom, when she informed me that Tiddles needed lip salve.
And in case you're wondering, yes, I did apply her (real) lip balm to her (invisible) cat.

The things we do for our children.

I think an update on my Charlie-Boy is long overdue - he is so busy with all manner of things at the moment - theatre, photoshoots, taiko drumming and lots of other stuff - plus he tends to run screaming when he sees the camera, but I will pin him down at the weekend, take a picture, and write a proper post about everything he's been getting up to.  I still can't believe he'll be 11 this year.
That's all for now folks, I'm off to bed!


Thursday, June 19, 2014

Looking after baby...

...the burping, weeing baby mentioned in a previous post! (The dolly, I mean - not Rosie!)

Saturday, June 14, 2014

A couple of pics...

Rosie's very into 'bat and ball' at the moment. She doesn't care if it's tennis, or cricket or even golf. So long as she gets to swing an implement at something vaguely round, she's happy. It was a wooden sword and a rubber egg yesterday.
She doesn't make contact very often, but I thought her cricketing stance was quite good for a little 'un! (But then again, what do I know about cricket...)
The rain has finally stopped for a bit too, so we went for a little walk yesterday with her baby buggy. She's not particularly bothered with dollies really, she's more into Spiderman or Batman, or the 'Bottom Hee-Hees' aka Minions from Despicable Me. (If that makes no sense to you, you'll have to scroll back a few posts to my first post about Universal Studios!!)
But having said all that, she does rather like this particular dolly. A friend of my sister's sent it for her, and it's one of those that makes noises when you squeeze its tummy. It cries, says mama and dada, giggles and snores quietly. But Rosie's not very interested in those sounds - her favourites are the loud burping noise, and the tinkle-tinkle wee noise it makes. I sometimes wonder if she's secretly a boy, because toilet humour is SO her thing. I've said it before, and I'll say it again - the perils of a ten-year-old brother!
She's very keen on singing too, and is very proud of herself because she's just learned the second verse of Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star.
I also had a rather momentous email the other day - she will be starting playschool (or 'Little School' as she calls it) in September - three afternoons a week. Tuesdays, Thursdays and Fridays.
Rather poignantly, her first day will be September 9 - Will's 12th birthday. :-)
And no, I can't believe he'd be almost 12 now. How time flies by.
Still no news about Charlie's audition - they said it'd be a week or two, so I imagine we might hear some time this week.
It's Father's Day tomorrow. I have to say, it's hard to get excited about it nowadays, without my dad here. The kids enjoy picking up their bits and pieces for Pete, but even though it's almost five years gone by since Dad died, every 'Dad' card or Father's Day present in the shops, every gift idea email or catalogue through the post feels like a swift kick to the solar plexus.
I still hate that he's not here. I miss him so much in every aspect of my life and feel that horrible empty ache of his loss every single day. Sometimes things that remind me of him make me cry; sometimes they make me smile. But either way, he's never far from my thoughts.
And it's his birthday next week too, on the 18th. He'd have been 84.

That's about it for now I think. Back soon.

Friday, June 06, 2014

A busy day!

Charlie and I have been down to London this afternoon, as he had an audition to be in a new advert for the British Heart Foundation.
His headteacher gave him permission to have the afternoon off school, so he and I jumped on a train at 1pm, arrived at Paddington at just after 3pm, then raced across London to be at the studio for 4pm.
Charlie felt the audition went pretty well, although it's hard to judge, particularly not knowing who else he is up against.
They said they'll let him know in the next week or so.
Anyway, after he'd finished, we had enough time for a quick wander around Hamley's toy shop on Regent Street.
We wandered back to Oxford Circus tube station to make our way back to Paddington. As we were trying to figure out which direction we needed to go on the Bakerloo Line, a transport policeman standing next to us, put his hat on Charlie's head, which pleased him no end! He said that Charlie was the smartest person he'd seen in the station all day! (He was in his school uniform with his tie.) He was asking whether Chas had just finished school and Charlie was telling him about his audition. The policeman studied his face and said he'd look out for him when the ad's released in the autumn! He was a really nice chap, and he made Charlie's day. (And mine too, because he knew which direction we needed to go to get back to Paddington!)
So, we grabbed a bite to eat at Paddington and jumped on the train (not before a mad dash to get a seat in the unreserved carriage - Pete had warned me that there was a rush for seats, but I've never seen anything like it - old ladies and kids were sent flying with their luggage as people went charging up the platform! Having said that, I'm glad that we did run because the train was totally full and there were LOTS of people standing or sitting on the floor in the aisles all the way home. Not my idea of fun on a two-hour journey!)
Anyway, we made it home safely and Charlie's now safely tucked up in bed. The people at the film company said he'll find out if he's got a part in a week or two, so we shall wait and see!
Watch this space....

Sunday, June 01, 2014

A blast from the past!

My friend sent me this pic the other day - Charlie would have been about three.
It's fab to get surprise pics like this - it transported me straight back to those happy days when he was so little and lovely! (Not that he's not lovely these days, of course - he's just not so little any more!)
I loved those little tartan ties on him - he had a red one too. I found them buried in a drawer when I was tidying his wardrobe the other day. I couldn't face sending them to the charity shop - I think they'll have to go in his memory box in the loft with his other special bits and pieces!
I know I have a big update post to write soon - I've been slacking off!
Watch this space!