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July 02, 2005

The Water Appreciation Campaign

Nursery performed their first assembly yesterday and parents were allowed to go and watch. Much to Littleone’s delight it was about fire-fighters. She wasn’t given any words to say but she had to stand up and sit down at the right time during the song Five Little Firemen Standing in a Row. I’m proud to say she couldn’t have sat down and stood up more perfectly.

Of course this means that she has been going around the house singing London’s Burning, except she thinks that the words to the last line are ‘Poor old water.’ The thing is, she is such a drama queen and she sings the lines with such tragedy and pathos that now I actually feel sorry for the water.

I mean here we are praising the fire-fighters, campaigning that they should get a proper wage when all the time it’s the water that really puts the fire out. Do we ever stop to thank it? What about those boiling hot sweltering days a week ago? – all that water we drank without really stopping to think how it was preventing our dehydration and therefore our death? Do you know I think my daughter is right. Poor old water indeed.

Oh my goodness! If this is what 24 hours alone with a four year old have done to me then I dread to think how I’m going to fare for the rest of the week.

Posted by purple elephant at July 2, 2005 08:14 AM