Morning Izzy 🙂 Oddly enough, I have that page bookmarked since yesterday, I think (but don’t quote me) that it’s the same site that Epspecially posted the lovely coloured vegetable flatbreads from and I bounced to that from that webpage.
Oh no, that’s a bit of a pain. It’s not something any of mine have ever done but my niece and my great nephew have insisted on going in their pull ups etc and would hold on until in excruciating pain until they could. I had help toilet training the middle one of the youngest three from SCS as he had (has I suppose, but it’s not so obvious now as he’s older and stronger) physical disabilities, but I think as I had three in such a short space of time they followed the example that was set and mimicked each other. That was one good thing about it!
I’ve tried talking to him about it rationally but whether I’m calm or ranty, I get the same mute, blank expression from him. It’s that response than tends to make me ranty, too! I’ve asked him if maybe Uni wasn’t for him, that he wouldn’t be the first, he wouldn’t be the last. Maybe he needed to be more hands on than educational. No, Uni is for him, he wants to go back. He is very bright but he has problems showing it in exams. He’s bright but he needs to study. Where he winged his GCSE’s. We’ve had to have the same conversation over and over, AS, A Levels, Degrees cannot be winged! He has to study, he has to show up and be present, not just in person but it mind. Even I passed all my GCSE’s and I was a terror in school! If it were me, I’d be really pro-active now, realising I’d buggered up, trying to get in touch with my PT, explaining what had gone wrong, asking for help, showing willing. Him? Just meh. I don’t know. I need to check my email. I need to wait for my results. When are they due? I don’t know. Can you find out? Yes. Have you found out? No. Have you applied for any housing? I need to check my email. What about these grants? I’ll do it later. He knows he can talk to me about anything, all of the kids do. Even though I might not come across as such right now, I am a liberal parent. A bit too liberal maybe. That could well be my own downfall here. Just some sort of response from him Izzy, aside from… complete apathy, and I’d help him as much as I could? Grrrrr. Bloody kids.