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Yesterday was one of those days when you keep going and going and then at the end of it you look back and try to figure out what on earth you did all day.

I know I wasted an hour in the morning trying to deal with a government department who wouldn’t talk to me on the phone because I’d “failed our security check” - the information I’d given to prove I was who I claimed to be didn’t match the information on their system. After several more phone-calls, it turned out that they were using an old address for me. A very old address. Three addresses before this one, to be exact Apparently someone changed the file to show that very old address, on August 23rd last year. Which is even more unfathomable when you know that the same department wrote to me at this address on August 26th

I discovered that Freddy has an adult tooth. It hasn’t pushed out the milk-tooth yet - it’s growing in behind it - though the small one is certainly wobbly. Freddy hadn’t noticed either the wobbliness or the new tooth. The new one does seem very far back, so I phoned the dentist to ask if we should be concerned. I haven’t heard back from her yet though.

Barney, George and Freddy went to archery with Scratchy and Jack and I stayed home and fell asleep.

Today was all go! First I went shopping - looking for a small washbag that George could take to cub-camp, and failing to find one. I also didn’t find a wind-up flashlight for him, so he’ll have to do with a battery-operated one and the last two batteries I could find. After that we headed to S’s house, and hung out there for a couple of hours (much of which seemed to be spent providing food for children :-D), though we also borrowed her bicycle-trailer, so that I can try it out and see whether Toby classifies it as a stroller (okay, as long as we’re outside and we don’t stop moving) or a car-seat (not okay. Ever.) If he likes it (or at least tolerates it), we might buy one ourselves.

Back to local for Barney and George to go swimming, after which George and Freddy went to soccer. Scratchy met us, and once the first soccer session was over, he took Freddy and Jack into the pool. Barney went to his soccer session, and I took George to meet with his Cub Scout pack, for his first ever Cub Camp. He was looking forward to it, though when I left he seemed to be feeling a bit down - which might have been nervousness, as that would probably be how he’d show it. It’s only for one night, and they’re actually staying in a school rather than tents, but I’m still doing the anxious-mum bit. I was in two minds about sending him - I’m not sure how he’s going to handle it, and if he goes into meltdown mode, I don’t know how well the leaders will handle that (which isn’t a suggestion that they’re less than competent - they’re excellent - it’s just that you have to be able to tune into George to bring him through a meltdown, and I’m usually the only one who can do that). In the end, I decided to let him go for two reasons - one, that I didn’t want to prevent him from the fun and friendship of it, and two, the “real” Cub Camp (two nights, tents) happens two weekends from now, and this might give us all some idea of how George will cope with that.

He went in his sweatpants because when we got to the Scout Hall and he changed into his Cubs uniform, he complained that his trousers wouldn’t stay up. This was due to them being Barney’s Scout trousers

So only four children here tonight. Funny how empty the place seems!