Magic Moments...#1

I would rather like to join the Magic Moments link up once again over at Oliver's Madhouse.  I enjoyed reading what people shared last week so much, I found it absolutely fascinating.  Plus I think Jaime is rather fabulous!  She actually (and I'm not entirely sure how) had me singing excerpts from The Sound of Music in her honour at work this week.  Now that's gotta be good, right?

So!  To business....

Two rather lovely things have happened this week and although they're only small I decided that in my head a least they qualified as Magic Moments.

The first; after weeks and months of trying to help That Baby with her reading she has FINALLY be deemed competent enough to be given a reading book to bring home by her Teacher.  She knows that many of her little friends have been merrily taking reading books home for some time, and whilst the speed at which she picks things up makes no difference to us, she'd started to notice and feel a little left out.  We had practiced and practiced her word lists to the point where she'd see which colour it was and reel off the words she'd memorised.  Anyway, on Friday I was at work all day, but once again returned home to find my first born, washed and sweet smelling in her pyjamas.  I sensed her excitement as soon as I made it through the front door "Muuuuummmmmmmmyyyyyy!" was shouted loudly somewhere from upstairs followed by the bashing and banging of a four year old making their way to find you urgently.  "Guess what Mummy? I've got A READING BOOK! A proper book to read Mumma.  For ME to read!"  She was so happy.  I'm proud of everything she does and the timings don't make a bit of difference to us.  But I am happy that she's so happy.

The second thing that I wanted to record, isn't exactly magical, but it did make me pretty pleased with myself.....Sitting on the sofa together on Sunday morning Mr Husband Sir declared that I had been a good wife lately.  He then listed the good things I had done.  The previous weekend I had put up the stairgates (to cage in This Baby) all on my own, with actual man spanners and everything.  I had also come up with an excellent system to access toffee bonbons from their very tall jar with minimal effort (don't ask)  little things like this please him.  I had cleared out the overflowing understairs cupboard with the help of my Dad and it looked "nearly organised."  And, perhaps most importantly, I had made him laugh during a conversation with That Baby to the point where he nearly spat his tea out.  It is universally accepted that I find myself funnier that Mr Husband finds me.  He often asks if "I'm find myself amusing again?"  as I guffaw uncontrollably at something that is only that funny to me. I shall recount the conversation that made him laugh a lot here:

Me:  Darling please don't leave little pieces of Lego on the floor where the baby can get them.  If she put them in her mouth they could make her very poorly.....

Her:  I'm a naughty girl, I'm always naughty, I'm in trouble again *big dramatic sigh*.  I'm going to put myself on the naughty step!

Me:  You're not in trouble sweetheart, I've just asked you not to leave little bits of lego all over the floor.  And we don't HAVE a naughty step.  You're just a girl sat on a step.

Cue Husband spitting out tea.  Hysterical aren't I?

Anyway I hope you've all had marvellous weekends!  I shall look forward to reading some more of other people's Magic Moments.  I bloomin' love this link up!