Tackle, school, roll

Went to Plunket group today for the first time in ages - it usually clashes with fairy ballet. A fine way to spend the late afternoon! I had coffee and cake, Isabelle played computer games, and Aidan was in tackle heaven, playing rough and tumble with two enthusiastic boys aged almost 5 and 7 1/2. Aidan had no fear, and tackled the big boys hard, sometimes leaping onto them from behind and pulling them down on top of himself (something that he learnt quickly was not the best idea, given their height and, more to the point, weight advantage!). The bigger boys thought he was funny and fun, and seemed to enjoy it too. I overheard Aidan say to the oldest boy "You're a big boy". "Yes", said the elder, calmly, matter-of-factly, and with much personal satisfaction.

A package arrived in the post today containing school enrolment forms, questionaires, forms for the dental clinic, forms for school trips, various government brochures and the like. Very exciting for all concerned.

And little Orla had two firsts - first roll from back to front, and first splashy bath.