Tuesday 3 January 2017

The one where we just ate all day

After breakfast, we all went out leaving Huffle home alone and happily playing on the XBox and vacuuming (I don't know why but vacuuming makes him happy). We went off to Angels house who had breakfast/brunch waiting for us. She had made waffles with fruit and cream, humus and crackers and copious amounts of coffee and juice. We couldn't eat too much because we had poached eggs for breakfast but it was nice to sit and chat and to have a hold of the baby. The boys played with the speed cube, plasma car (where they wore out the toes in their socks somehow), baseball and football and the new Monopoly. We stayed until around 1pm and came home.

First thing this morning it was really foggy and we had a weather warning to say it would stay that way until 1:30am. Also it had rained all through the night and continued raining for the rest of the day. Apart from the fact it was clearing away all the snow and slush, it was a dismal day. On the way home from Angels, the fog had lifted and was just hanging over the Hamlet!

Huffle was waiting for us with lunch ready so that was our third meal of the day. This afternoon we played Smallest's new card game Wizards (thank you Grandma and Grandad). It was quite complicated to start with but good. Smallest won somehow!

Stoke City played mid afternoon and the boys all watched that game. I wanted to go for a walk but the weather was horrible so Moo and I made a cake instead (good compromise). Huffle gave me a Bundt tin for Christmas and I have been wanting to try it since but we have had so much other stuff. We decided to make a ginger cake and the recipe was Jamaican Ginger with cinnamon but I left out the cinnamon because I don't like it ha! It came out perfectly and I drizzled it with lemon icing. While waiting for the cake to bake, Moo and I played SkipBo and made dinner.

We all had a slice of this later. Very yummy.

Meal no4 was just an eat up of yesterday's pasta and sauces and leftover calzone from our New Years Day meal out.

This evening we left Moo and Small at home and took Smallest to his football practice. We were called to a meeting 15 minutes before the practice to hear news about what the club had decided to do about the fight at the last game. Or were we? In actual fact we heard that the boy that kicked one of the opposition in the last game would get a three match suspension (three match suspension - seriously? Is that all?), and that the Mother had been spoken to but the Father couldn't come tonight (the Father that got into a fist fight at the same game) because he was working but they would talk to him later. We then had a talking to from one of the Directors, MrSchmooze, who proceeded to tell us, as parents, that we should not be shouting at the ref, nor should we be shouting to our children during the game, giving them instructions and we definitely should not be swearing. CoachOl, who from now on will be called RichardHead, then told us he had seen the videos, (kindly filmed by BigFrank, one of the Dads, purely for the parents viewing and certainly not filmed for the clubs' critism) and that he was appalled at the amount of 'coaching' from the parents. The swearing that was picked up on the videos, despite being in a different language, was obvious to them all and that the team, despite winning 14-0 were not able to pass the ball. Basically he belittled our Coach and spoke to us all while directly looking at Huffle. I wanted to slap him there and then as he smirked and laughed when our Coach said he should have come to the last game to see our boys passing 10-14 times. The RichardHead just stood there smirking and not listening. It was embarrassing. To say that we were there to hear how the club was solving a team member's anger issues on the pitch and their parents anger off the pitch and end up berating us for how we conduct ourselves during a game was quite ridiculous to say the least. A three match ban. Really? Is that the message we want to give our nine year olds. It's okay to kick another player who is not fighting back and it's okay for parents to fight in front of these same nine year olds? Wow! Huffle is now constructing a complaint.

Smallest's glow sticks in his room (and I think that's his hand behind)

 

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