The girl also had an 'accident' at preschool. It involved her little friend hitting her in the hand with a brick? Bizarre I know. I proper went into Mama Bear mode and was all ready to go and get her a tetanus and a hand transplant and all sorts. Next morning? Mmmmm. It was a scrape. I put a Hello Kitty plaster on it and off she went.
But the main 'argh' moment was the fact that the girl has been offered a preschool place in September in an outstanding preschool attached to a primary. Which would mean moving her from her nursery preschool, which she will be fine with. But also. It means. She will wear a uniform! Noooooooooooooo! Arrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh stop bloody growing so bloody fast! This thought alone meant I hugged my girl for about an hour. Rocking her like a baby. She loved it. Until she pushed me off to watch The Cat in the Hat. Again.
So argh all round. I hate change. I hate surprises. So this week hasn't been the best! But hey it's date night tomorrow so all is good with the world.