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 We've been having fun with Oswin's things to do list.

We have a lavender bush in the garden, and it's just finished flowering.  Oswin's been helping me make lavender sachets for her friends.  (Her two best friends are boys, but she's cheerfully free of gender preconceptions, so they're getting one each)

We're making the sachets out of granddad's old shirt, which is a thin blue check and does rather well.

I cut the seed heads off the bush,

Oswin gets the seeds off them as far as is necessary.

She cuts out the fabric rectangles, and I use the sewing machine to stitch the sachets.

Oswin stuffs the lavender into the sachets and I stitch up the last hole.

She then writes an initial on each bag so she knows who it is for.


She's been adding her own items, which are equally fun.

Owls are her favourite birds, so we had dancing owls today. First she did a dance of barn owls, which roughly consists of skipping around and flapping wings, then hopping on one foot and going "eek".


Tawney owls, it turns out, have a fairly similar dance, but they finish by going "Twit" and the audience have to go "T'woo" (she already knows that Tawny Owl females 'kewick' and males 'hoohoo' in response).

She announced the next dance as short-eared owls, and then paused. "what noise do short-eared owls make?"  

So, we looked that up via Google and the dance ended with a kind of "eesh" sound.

Later on, we had some acrobats (we took her to a circus last week - they'd set up their big top less than a mile away).

The routine (all devised by Oswin) goes roughly - jump onto Granny's meditation cushion, from there onto the footstool, then onto a blanket, then onto the big floor cushion, run round to the start and begin again.  With occasional variations including sideways vaults and somersaults.

All this after she'd been for a decent length walk in the morning - we found some new wildflowers and brought them back to identify.  If you have a yellow flower on your lawn that looks like a dandelion, but has a smaller flower on a longer, thinner stalk, then check out 'Autumn Hawkbit' (or possibly 'Rough Hawkbit').  There's quite a bit of it round here, it seems to be replacing flowers that grew in years past.  I guess it copes with the heat/drought  better.

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 There are few things in the world more wonderful than a five year old.

Younger kids are cute and adorable, but by five, they've mastered all the basics of walking/running/talking and they're soaking up knowledge like a sponge.

Oswin loves to find out anything new.  She adores inventing games, playing with anything and everything to hand.

Sometimes five year olds are just pure joy.

Oswin's friend Sam was round the other day.  Just before Sam went home, they spontaneously decided to be frogs.  Both of them crouched down frog style, jumping up and down.  They were having a blast. Sam's mum and I were trying hard not to collapse laughing and were sharing that look that only parents and grandparents understand.  It's the one that means "I wish we could put this moment in a jar and take it out again when we need cheering up!"

It's that ability to enjoy the moment. Not worrying about the past or the future, just being happy right now.

Oswin playing with a frisbee is like that.  It's a naff frisbee, but she doesn't know any better. She's a retriever puppy, chasing that frisbee and bringing  it back to granny.  Puppies also get to throw frisbees.

Two minutes later, she's seven different puppies and their parents as well, and is explaining to me that I have to think of names for them all.  (Five year olds are bossy little creatures, but that's all part of learning to be independent.)

It's school holidays, so we'll be looking after her three full days a week, rather than three half days.  It will be exhausting, but entertaining.  We've made a long list of ideas for things to do.

so far today, she's helped Grandad with the shopping - we wrote out the shopping list so that she could tell the lady in "Spill the Beans" - our local wholefood shop - what she wanted.  The staff know her well, and usually slip her a few pieces of dried fruit.

Then we played Frisbee in the cul de sac. 

Then we played "Rainbow Snake" (Actually, it's Regenbogenschlange -  a German card game that I got secondhand for 50p at Baycon this year.  the English version is called "Hiss")   The rules are staggeringly simple and the tactics virtually non-existent, but for all that, it's fun to play.  It's like a really simple version of dominoes where you join different coloured bits of snake together.

If you're four or five years old, then it's a lot of fun. Oswin loves it, and so do I when I'm playing it with her.

Let's see how the rest of the ideas list works out...  (we'll do many things twice or more times, but we have three pages of ideas, so variety too)
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 Entorien (my daughter in law) is 12 weeks pregnant.  She has been having absolutely horrible all-day morning sickness with vomiting.  Fingers crossed, it may be easing off a little now.

Here's the first scan 
It's hard to believe it's real.  Tiny, but already 5.5cm long and you can see the limbs.

Forgive me if I go all gooey, but if all goes well, this will be my first grandchild.  Her/his parents really want this baby and I know it will have a loving home (and a very gentle, big, soppy dog).

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