We usually have Radio 2 on at work but today I switched it to local radio, ForthOne cos I asked them to let people know that our swimming lessons are cancelled for a week due to our boiler blowing up. And for my efforts I was rewarded with one of my absolute favourite songs of all time! As I heard the first couple of notes of the intro to Van Halen's Why Can't this Be Love a very wide smile stretched itself across my face and stayed with me the rest of this very crazy day. Bliss!!!
Alister didn't have a great day at nursery today. He is going through a bit of a crazy patch and when he gets angry or doesnt get his own way he's just lashing out at people. had a long talk with the management to see what we can do about it. he is not too bad at home but a nightmare in nursery. They are aware that as he only just missed out on school this year he is needing stimulated more and they think he is a very intelligent wee chap indeed. Clever he might be but anyone who excuses their child's mentalist behaviour on the grounds that they are just too clever etc etc need a good slap.
I am very lucky to have such a pro-active, supportive nursery staff around. They are going to talk to the health visitor linked to the nursery to see if she can help them come up with strategies to help him and the staff and me. it's so nice to have their support and vice versa. However, during our chat it did come out that Alister ahs been talking about his Dad and his half sister Chelsea a lot. His dad has chosen never to be part of his life as yet but it would appear that the wee soul has all these thoughts in his head. Sonia, one of the nursery staff was down in England recently and brought back a Mr Man game for the PC. Alister got it into his head that if it came from England, and his dad lives in England, then it must be his dad's. We had a good talk about it all when we got home and he got really upset about his dad not being in his life and how he thinks his dad doesnt even like him never mind love him. And when I look down and see my little boy's face streaming with tears saying stuff like that that is just too old and grown up for a little boy to be stressing about it just breaks my heart. So of course I got upset too, which made him worse, which made me worse etc etc!!
I haven't had any feelings, either positive or negative, towards his dad, Tim, for years now but tonight I can honestly say I would have merrily got hold of him and throttled some damn sense into him if I could have. As it is, this was the first of many conversations like this we will have over the years to come. And I don't expect them to get any easier. 
But on a brighter note...... 150 sleeps til Lanzarote!!
Going to sneak into my boy's room and give him a big kiss.
Night all.
love & hugs
Jill
xxxxx
