…which explains how Billie-Jo walked into said mirror.
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Archive for the 'Kids' Category
Following from and in continuance to the recent spate of health related bloggings I got a call at work today from catty.
“Billy, the childminder phoned, she was at the toddler group with Ash and was dealing with one of the kids while Ash was strapped into her buggy when one of the other mums shouted her. A kid had climbed up onto Ash’s buggy and bit her on the head. Just phoning you so you don’t get a shock when you pick her up. I don’t know how bad the bites are…”
Now, to understand how this made me rage you need to get this. Ashley is possibly the single happiest child ever seen. She is constantly smiling, I mean constantly. If she sees you you are greeted with a huge beaming grin! It’s very charismatic. She is always so happy. [/Doting Dad]
Anyhow, I’m not angry with the childminder, these things happen when you have kids in your care. I have four kids of my own and I know how easy it is for slips to happen. I’m not really angry with the kid either. It’s the kids parents/carers who are to blame for not letting their little bastard learn right from wrong. The phrase “he’s done that to his cousin before” was uttered. *Calming thoughts*
Anyhow, shock at this….
That’s some assault dont ya think? She’s so happy and trusting to see a kid coming to “play” would have made her excited. Then he did that. Little git. Still, Ash seems to have slept it off and is just as happy this evening.
Thing is, only last week she fell against the tiled hearth and had one god almighty bruise on her napper. Got x-rays taken and everything. I gained ten years. Now she has these head wounds. If we were to get a visit from social services we’d no doubt be placed on some order or other!
Poor kid, still, what doesn’t kill you…
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Had to take kidthekid the first to the emergency dentist today. Toothache sucks, especially in Aberdeen. If she were back in Kilwinning she(probably wouldn’t have gotten toothache in the first place because she) would be enroled with an NHS dentist. In Aberdeen such a thing is unheard of. I have no idea how this whole dental thing works up here. Can you get dental treatment and use the NHS to pay? I think not, it’s probably more expensive too. I wonder what would happen if doctors went private. We’d all be fucked then.
I am currently driving with no front number plate 
I may have accidentally smashed into the little pony wall at the (NHS) doctors surgery last week. I had to remove the number plate to repair the bumper. How long do you think I can evade the law??? So far I am on day 7, including a trip down to Ayrshire on days 1 to 3. I saw another motor today in Aberdeen city centre with no number plate, maybe he banged into something too. Pretty bad place for traffic accidents isn’t it… Might be best to not mention this when the HGV thing happens, “Oh that.. It emmm, just fell off mate”…
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During my spell away from the keyboard I’ve had a whole list of things to mention, but now sat here I forget most of them.
Re: Junkie bastards… I have my second Hep jag the morra, BRILLIANT!! ha. stoopid needles, you jag yourself once and end up with six more jabs before your cleared. I’ve been off work since it happened, signed off with stress. Me! I’m not what I’d call stressed, i’m not depressed for example, just scared to go back, and well, annoyed that it happened. We aren’t well paid at the council and it’s probably the only plumbing job where you’re likely to come across that stuff. I mean the heroin problem is definitely less in your face when a nice couple from Cults rings you up to fit their bathroom than when you go to rip out a shitey bog in Tillydrone, per sé. The lack of renumeration just makes it more of a pain in the arris. I’m thinking about learning to drive trucks, which is something I’ve always wanted to do anyhow so that’s the plan.
Anyhow, meant to be going back tomorrow, although that’s been knocked on the head with the wee yin having a dose of the squirts, meaning her child minder won’t take her. Eugh.
The van has had a few problems too recently, just spent over £500 sorting a lower swing arm(which is a cast iron affair about 7inches long!) It also had a bit of a transmission niggle where it kept slipping out of gear. I’m missing out the UK in the search for parts this time and importing directly from GM in the states. MUCH cheaper! Hopefully it will be all sorted soon as I reckon we will keep it for a while yet.
I’m having a brain fart atm about the things I meant to write about when I got back in the saddle, still… meh….
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I’ve had toothache for about a year now, using various pills and ointments to keep it at bay… well I had new, opposite side of the mooth, toothache over the New Year, specifically Hogmanay itself. I was down in Ayrshire though, which turned out to be a benefit rather than a hinderance, so I found after I called NHS24 for advice.
I was allocated a slot next day at Crosshouse Hospital and the tooth was promptly whupped oot.
This then posed the problem of having to eat on my existing toothached side. Nothing pleasant there then.
Now in a one person dies as one is born-esque way, ashley cut her first tooth yesterday. I hope she has more luck with them than I have with mine. Her biting has already annoyed me though as her ‘fang’ is deathly sharp!
I can’t state enough how important good dental hygeine is for your overall health. Toothache is gowping. When people say things like, “Aye there’s nothin worse than insert thing here” I always reply, “toothache is worse” and it is.
I have never been good with my teeth regime. Brushing when I remember instead of twice a day. Eating all the wrong foods. Not attending the dentist. Now I’m cashing in the rewards of this life of neglect. and it hurts.
Incidentally on this subject, I found Orajel in tesco(danestone) yesterday, I used this stuff in the states and it kicks the ass of anything else for toothache. Benzocaine kicks ass!
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…is one phrase you don’t want to hear on a sleepy Sunday morning. Yes, I know, I didn’t know Sundays had a morning part either but there you go.
The title snippet was uttered by kid-thekid the first this Sunday morning though. I shot downstairs, stopping only to pull on my breeks, (the hoose might be on fire but seeing me in the all together could put my kids in therapy for life, Catty only looks when she has to,) flew into the living room, passing kid-thekids 2 and 3 and burst into the kitchen.
Aye, she was right enough, the kitchen was indeed full of smoke, but hang on, what was the black cinders in the hands of kid-thekid the second? Yes, she had been trying to make toast, using the toaster. This is a good development since nothing is in flames at that moment.
The amount of smoke was amazing though, for 2 slices of toast, which she concurred were inedible, although the bite marks showed she had tried. I opened the windows, gave the kids stern warnings about going in the kitchen when parentsthekid aren’t around and closed the kitchen door.
Not a word on my parenting skills please….
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