Sounds easy enough doesn't it. Small problem, Alice lives an hours drive from where I live, and timing can be difficult with a 3 year old who does not see why she should get dressed or have her hair brushed and certainly does not want to clean her teeth.
"I just want to play Nannie Rosie - sing it again!" She has suddenly started to enjoy marching, and my job is to sing ' The grand old Duke of York' over and over again whilst she marches around the table. She is followed by Jasper, tail wagging and tongue hanging out, whilst Mica sits on my knee wondering what on earth is going on.
We then had several games of 'hide and seek' after reading 'Spot's Birthday Party.' She hasn't quite got the hang of the hiding bit because she goes to the same place each time, and I have to look everywhere giving a commentary (no, Alice is not behind the curtain etc.) before finding her. She loves it anyway and we all had a lot of fun and giggles.
She finally allowed me to help her get dressed, and she did her teeth and I was allowed to brush her hair. We then collected all her bits and pieces, including her overnight bag and 'marched' to the car, with me singing 'the grand of Duke of York.'
I am not sure what the builders who are working on the house next door must have thought but at this point I just had to get her into the car so kept on singing. The dogs got into the car in record time - no doubt embarrassed by my singing. Once all in and strapped safely we were off.
We managed to get to school just 10 minutes late, Alice slipping into the class and sitting on the carpet with the other children in time to watch a story of the Nativity. She looks such a little lady, my baby has disappeared and this delightful little girl has taken her place. I am one lucky Nannie Rosie.
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