Thursday 6 November 2008

Weekend Bear

It seems an age since I last posted - probably because it has been.

During the first weekend of half term we had a special visitor. It seems that my son had managed to behave for long enough at nursery to be bestowed with the task of looking after weekend bear.

This was no minor feat - he's been trying for 18 months. With the stuffed toy came much responsibility - there was a diary to fill out with all of weekend bear's adventures.

'Competitive parent' came out in earnest as I read the diary to see what adventures the bear had been on over previous weekends. What was funny was that my OH suffered the same affliction. He had grand ideas for taking him to museums and outings. Unfortunately it was the weekend that the clocks went back and son had a cold so we managed about 4 hours sleep and ... well ... we went to Sainsbury's.


But I think the bear enjoyed it ...

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

LOL! We had to do something similar when ST was at playgroup, for one night. I read the diary of Bella Bunny and everyone had put things like "we watched x film and then y on television, then we ate chips". I had to do better than that so we went on a 4 mile hike (which ST complained about ALL. THE. WAY. and after about 2 miles I had to carry him. And then I made everyone pasta. Which nobody ate, least of all Bella Bunny and my son. But at least I still got to put it in the diary.

Anonymous said...

Yes, we had this too. I'm afraid we used to take him down the pub. It was the teacher's fault - she called him Harry.

This was before the smoking ban so he always went into nursery the next day stinking of smoke and smelly a bit beery. I bet the woman thought I was a most unsuitable mother. But Harry really enjoyed it. He played "hunt the loose change" underneath the tables with my sons.

After we wrote up our piece I noticed Harry started to have a few more exciting adventures elsewhere too and several people came up to me and said they enjoyed our posting!

Anonymous said...

When I was a teacher I used to love reading the adventures of these various bears, you got to know the families who just did their normal weekend and the ones who'd write "as a special treat we went to ... with our visitor", when my DS brought one home from nursery the cat tried to eat it, so I took a picture and put that in the diary!

Anonymous said...

Tee Hee, my son had the bear home at Christmas-time and was photographed helping to add rum to the Christmas cake...except the cake was not in shot! Goodness knows what the teachers must have thought about us.