Success in comfort

Nicole is very talented. She plays piano very well and has won a few piano Eistedfodd competition. This year, when we were waiting for the adjudication result, she whispered to me that she needed to go to the loo. When coming back, she handed me a bundle of pink stuff.

Baffled, I took it from her and realised it was her pyjama shorts. I gave her a confused look and she said casually, "Oh, I didn't realise I was still wearing it under my dress.."

I heard a few soft chuckles from the mums sitting around us.

Well, she got first prize for the piano piece that day. Must have been the comfort of her pj shorts...

Olden days

Nicole is almost a grown up now. She is...er... 8 years old. Well, nine in 25 days this year.

She is learning cursive writing (or running writing, as she calls it) now at school. When practising at home, I noticed that she wrote one of the letters not in the way I thought it was supposed to be in cursive writing. I brought her attention to that and she said, "Oh, this is how I am taught at school. My teacher also told me she was taught that way (my way) when she was at school. It was in the olden days. It is different now".....

Oh,...good olden days!...