Swallows and Amazons

When working with the child-care worker that I do, I have to work an extra 2 hours every morning. Ok, so that's a small lie. I have to work from 6-10 but all my kids have gone to school by 7.40 every morning, 7.50 if the bussie is late. If you work with the other child-care worker you get your break at 7 or 8 because she doesn't have any more work for you. My ccw makes me work until 10 in the little kids house. It is utterly pointless me being there as there are 4 kids the oldest is 3, and 3 volunteers and 3 ccw's. But I do quite like it. We get to watch 4 babies playing and occasionally they come over and just want to sit on your lap for a bit. When I go in, the littlest (but not the youngest) one always clambers up onto my knee so I can sing her a song. This morning she did that but after one song, two of the others wanted to join in so I had the littlest duckling basically sat on my hips then another two, slightly fatter/chubbier/squidgier ducklings on each knee. When baby duckling realises he's all on his own on the floor he starts to cry and wants to sit on my knee as well! But there's no room so I sit all of them in the floor and Sarah walks in to see me sat on the sofa singing "Mr Rabbit" with funny voices and actions, and 4 kids sat at my feet, completely still, watching me. When I sang it again, most of them sang along (in that one-note-continuous-squeak babies do) and did the actions. (excuse the out of character moment) IT WAS SO DAMN CUTE!

When we took them outside me and Sarah were sat on the slide watching them play and there were so many swallows flying around us and so close. It's so odd that in England you always hear of all the swallows flying thousand and thousands of miles all the way to Africa where it's nice and warm. All of a sudden we're on the other end of that where we are in Africa where the swallows came and soon they will by flying back to England where it's nice and warm! (well sort of).