Sunday, September 04, 2005

all dressed up at playgroup


all dressed up at playgroup
Originally uploaded by Crit Chicken.
What is it about dressing up? D'Arcy loves it, he loves to 'layer', although there's no eveidence of that here.

Last week at playgroup we had dress ups. Karyn and Chris brought their collections and the kids went wild. The boys in particular, I think, love the opportunity to put on a dress and be pretty, and have the adults make a fuss. Gosh, I like dressing up too, but I like wearing daggy clothes when it's OK.

Playgroup is great, it's made up of kids D'Arcy's age and younger now, there were a few older ones, but they've moved on to school. Lots of us had homebirths, others are friends of members, but we all come from an 'alternative' viewpoint really...It's a lovely bunch of women (and a few dads) who support each other, and genuinely like each other. I'm going to miss it next year. Chris said the other week "oh come on, you could have a baby between now and then!" We both laughed. The thing that has been hard for me is that it meets on the other side of town, and most of the other people live in that area, so socialising isn't easy. Added to this is the fact that I have D'Arcy for half the week,and work late the other half and so a lot of the time I can't make it to social events that we put on...but I still love it...

D'Arcy and his dad are off visiting his grandma and doing all kinds of wild things. He went to his Aunty Anthea's farm and learned how to shoot empty PET bottles with an air-rifle! Not really looking forward to the fall-out from that, especially at pre-school...they've also been visiting D'Arcy's cousin who has a new baby, which was going well apparently. It is a weird thing when you separate from your child's other parent. All of a sudden they have a life very separate from you, they meet new people and do all kinds of things that you have no idea of...kind of like when they go to school or childcare for the first time...you ask them what theit day was like and you get a vague answer, or fantasy, or something that could be, but isn't. Sometimes we can only get an answer if we step into the fantasy with him, so we are dinosaurs, or polar bears or lions or seals or fish.

Goodness, is that the time? I need some sleep, as always!

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