Elizabeth’s kindy put on a fundraising disco last night for charity. It was sponsored by local businesses and there were raffle tickets with prizes. Elizabeth got a raffle ticket and won a prize – a huge bag of products from Chelsea sugar. In other words, she won a bag of sugar. How ironic is that, given my recent posts about Elizabeth’s teeth. We gave it away to a friend.
She’s been just amazing about taking care of her teeth. They were offering popcorn and juice at the disco and she turned down the juice. We probably would have let her have it since it was a one-off special occasion but it was her own decision to say no. I think that’s amazing for a four-year-old.
This week she said to me: “Do you wish you didn’t have children because we pester you all the time while you’re working?”. Oh dear! The guilt of the working mother. I do spend a great deal of time at my computer but I’ve always done this, even before I started with Automattic. However with my new job, I’m live chatting with WordPress.com users quite a bit and it’s not so easy to just get up and leave the computer when you’re on live chat. I can’t say, “Just one moment while I wipe my daughter’s arse. I’ll help you with the DNS settings for your domain when I get back”.
Elizabeth is four. She really should be wiping her own arse. I must encourage her to start doing it herself.
Daniel said to me this morning, “I want you to have another baby”.
To which I replied, “God, no. Why?”.
Daniel: “So that the new baby will play with Elizabeth”.
She does pester him to play with her quite a bit and he usually obliges, even when he doesn’t want to. What a nice brother.