i must blog more

lots of things happen, i think, i should blog this, but i dont
why not?
1. trying less screen time when kids up
2. loads of documentation stuff for work to do in eve
3. sewing for kentwell instead!
4. just feel uninspired.

we have blogged since BB was born tho, in a variety of different styles! so we will carry on.

yesterday we went to Kentwell Hall as we are applying to be participants in the tudor reenactment. I have already made lots of the linen clothes, and have a ‘costume elf’ helping me with my buxomy kirtle and bodies . but why i mentioned it was because i was v proud of both my girls, and it defines how they are moving on. SB is growing into teenage hood, independance, and thoughtfullness [well, mostly!] in a lovely way. I have always thought her beautiful in both body and spirit, and think she is blossoming. She was helpful and accommodating all day, knowing that much of our parental skills might be needed to gee bb through something that has a reputation for extreme tediousness. She also appreciated the freedom to interact with her friends with me knowing that should would act responsibly and return appropriately. SHe smiled, questioned and answered with keenness and maturity when quizzing stationheads about what to do, and was happy with her decisions. She even took the teasing at the end in good part when she shew her only streak of noncompliance over helping carry things . i jsut love the person she is, and the glimpses i see of the person she is coming to be. Yes, she has inherited a streak of this from me and that from DH which would be better not, but hey ho .and BB, she is a charming mischievous imp irrepresably wearing her emotions on her sleeve. This is not necessarily a good thing! SO i talked to her a bit about the day, the need to entertain herself quietly [with ds] queue without groaning, sulking or worse still, wailing! And to speak nicely to stranger adults about what she would like to do, including an interview with the boss. She did it all fabulously. this was something likely to wobble her, as all new, expectations varied etc, and talking to strangers, but she was happy, smiley and did it. What is more, she found some of her own solutions and proffered them – for example sitting by our bags whilst i queued for her for lunch. SO proud that she did it

so anyway, we went, more positive than i thought, less queueing too and pretty well structured. We talked to loads of people, tho failed to find dairy, which i think counted a bit against choosing that. BB was ultimately v taken by dyers and gardener, so we put those dairy and cott as places we would like to be stationed. Sb talked to loads of people independently. I was there when she successfully chatted to the stillroom, which had been her favourite. However, she fell head over heels for the charms of annie the pedlar, and now hopes to be a peddlar too, thinking that will be excellent. DH is tempted by being a steward or a woodsman or alchemist [just happy he is tempted by something!] . since sb no longer keen on still, i would go for dyer or still or cott, or maybe house musician, though apparently that has long spells of boring, so perhaps not! So feeling more confident about the whole thing, especially since talking to a lovely costume checker, who said what i had already done for girls fine, tho i should iron more