31 March 2020
Titch had a nasty sore throat and a slight temperature - as in above his norm, not something a medic would call a temp - at the weekend which gave us all pause. He’s fine. It came with an intermittent productive chesty cough and a snotty nose: classic cold. It meant that we didn’t leave the house for two solid days - not even to walk the dog. She nearly pulled my arm off when we ventured out on Monday! Haven’t been to a shop since, just in case, but might have to brave the supermarket tomorrow. I think we both feel quite hesitant about that. Wild how something so mundane suddenly feels fraught with risk.
Titch has been a bit blue today. Last week had the structure of school, which was easier. This week, for just about the first time ever, he has to entertain himself. We’re trying to minimise screen time, which may be a mistake but we’re both keen to try to work on his initiative. It’s hard to criticise him for not having strength in a skill he has so little opportunity to practice, bless him. I think he’s feeling a bit battered and bruised, like he’s not good enough, and also generally bored. Meanwhile some of his mates are on fortnight half the time (not that he really wants to play, in reality, but he’d happily spend all day watching Dan TDM play it on YouTube). They also make stop motion Lego films and Kahoot quizzes - both of which are options for him so need to nudge him in that direction I think. I’m hopeful he‘ll get there.
Thank goodness for modern communications! FaceTime and zoom are lifesavers at the moment.
In other news I’m attempting to make a bowl as part of my ‘’serve a meal on own-made dishes’ challenge... I think I’ve gone too thin, and it’s not what I originally had in mind but if it works will be a nice black clay compliment to Plan A. My pottery class has been put on hold, of course, so I'm improvising around the bigger picture. It felt good to make something.