Saturday, 19 November 2011

Project Life: Weeks 32 & 33

Week 32: The week with Happy Mail for me and DS, a look at the menu for school lunches and a gift of hooky magic.
The week where I made a card about my Great Uncle for DS's Remembrance Assembly (and is about to star in the next school news letter, apparently), our first Parents' Meeting at school, an invitation to the Field of Remembrance, dancing to ABBA and daily leaf sweeping 
The week with fantastic Happy Mail for DS and an unexpected trip to the vet for the pooch.
Week 33:  The week with a Remembrance Assembly at school, a big shop at the supermarket, disturbed nights caught up with DS and DS is making friends at school.
The week when I had lunch with my mum ~ a rare treat, DS showed interest in the keyboard in DH's office (now moved to the playroom), a visit to the Field of Remembrance and DS lost his trousers on the walk home (he managed to spill milk over himself at school and had to borrow a pair of trousers age7-8).


Deb @ Paper Turtle said...

I am always so impressed to see your Project Life pages, Ruth. And I love that you included the sweet photo of your DS with his pants around his ankles. LOL

I don't know about London, but here in the US the "fashion" is for some boys to wear their pants so low that their underwear shows. I wonder sometimes HOW they keep their pants from constantly falling down.

Anyway! Great pages! xo

humel said...

lol! Thanks for sharing the trouser story :) This project is a work of art and a labour of love, Ruth xx

alexa said...

I love seeing how you year is going and - at the risk of saying something you've probably heard loads of times before - don't you and your Mum look alike! You clearly have a lovely relationship - I hope my daughter will see lunch with me in the years to come as a treat too. :)

Alison said...

Glad to hear the trouser story!
Alison xx

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