All posts filed under: School

School Dinners vs Packed Lunch

After 4-years of having school dinners, Zee started this term with his first home packed lunch. A move I had resisted up until now for a few reasons: School lunches are free to children in Reception, Year 1 and Year 2 I like the idea of him having a hot meal in the middle of the day I searched for packed lunch ideas on Pinterest and the results terrified me! I thought it would be a bit of a faff to prepare something varied, nutritional, creative (see above point) AND to his liking every single day However, he was adamant that he wanted to switch from school dinners to a packed lunch because: The queues for a school lunch are often quite long, which meant he missed out on valuable play time outside with his friends – children with a packed lunch can just sit down, eat and then go out to play Portion size – he was always ravenous when I picked him up at the end of the school day (I suspect he was …

Kids’ Artwork… and what to do with it?

Since my son could first hold a crayon between his chubby little fingers, he has been producing mini masterpieces of art. There are vibrant paintings, simple drawings and playful scribbles. Some were painted using his fingers, others with a sponge and a few even with a brush. The Christmas collection is made up of cotton-wool snowmen and tinsel trees, while the Easter display features cardboard egg boxes that have been painted a bold yellow and shaped into daffodils. There are geometric buses made out of cereal boxes, delicate hats created from coloured card, and abstract dried pasta collages. And, more just keeps coming. At first, I thought it would be great idea to create a home gallery, so started sticking his artwork to a plain white wall in our kitchen.  However, I made the mistake of securing these works of art on with blue-tack, which meant that they’d regularly peel off.  Our ‘feature’ wall did not look quite as striking as I’d hoped when bits of it started falling off onto the floor.  I was also forever picking blue-tack off my fingers, the pictures and the wall. However, …

Things I Learnt in the First Half-Term of School

It has been 7-weeks since my son started primary school and we have already reached our first half-term break. So far, school life has been everything I expected and everything I unexpected. I think we have come on tremendously since we took our first nervous walk to the school gates together at the beginning of September. Hand in hand, we followed the sea of other parents heading towards the school gates. We were unsure as to whether we had to drop him off in the playground, or escort him to his classroom. We did not know how to get to his classroom from the playground. Then there are all the questions that exposed us as complete novices. Would he need a PE kit on his first day? What did I need to put in his new Batman backpack? Who do we pay for his school lunches? Now we have completed half a term, it seems as good a time as any to reflect on everything we have learnt. Your child will not need a PE …

How Much Do You Play With Your Kids?

How much should you play with your kids? This has been the burning question that has been tying my invisible cloak of guilt all up in knots this week. Seriously, I thought I was done with the big fat mother’s guilt trap when I quit my full-time job, to spend more time at home with my son. As it turns out, I am just as guilt ridden as ever, and the heavy cloak of guilt I was accustomed to dragging around with me then, is still very much with me now. For a short while, it was just draped deceptively across my shoulders like a delicate silk shawl in this season’s hot new colour. All it took was one slack parenting moment to bring it slamming back down again. It was one of those days when it had been absolutely tipping down.  As it is most days now and will continue to be until next Spring. As the afternoons have started getting colder, wetter and darker, I have had about as much enthusiasm for heading over to …

School Run-ning

Before, when I heard of people talking about the school ‘run’, I did not think they literally meant RUN. I assumed that the ‘run’ part signified the travel to school, not the actual mode used to get there. Although, I am sure there will be occasions where running is a time necessity due to disagreements over teeth brushing, tv watching or long drawn out breakfast decisions, but this has yet to be the case for now. Since I no longer also have a mad dash across town to the office to contend with, we have found ourselves with a whole extra hour in the morning. I seem to still spend most of it peering into the dishwasher.  Our laundry mountain has also doubled in size, but this could be because I am seemingly now the only person responsible for washing it. No, the running is out of choice.  Not mine you understand. The running is for FUN.  Again, less so for me. The term started so well. In fact, the first week or so was …