Argos - The Shop That sells everything

Yesterday Callum started at a new school. Sadly we haven't been able to get into a school within walking distance to our new home but we have managed to get into one that is nearer and an easier journey than what we were doing. The best thing about this new school journey though is that we now have an added companion in the form of Daz or in Callum's case "DADDY!!". It's been great!

This morning upon opening the front door we were greeted by the typical weather England is famous for, yep that's correct, RAIN!! Callum and I grabbed our umbrellas and Daz "I'm a Man I don't need no umbrella!" got wet. We took the short walk up the road to wait for our hail and ride bus. While waiting Daz and Callum mucked around and took turns to have the umbrella (yes the"I'm a Man I don't need no umbrella!" talk didn't last long) and pretend they were a Buzzy Bee (that's what Callum's umbrella is). On Daz turn Callum turned round and said "I'm going to zap you with my gun." and Daz replied "Where did that come from?" Callum's reply? "Argos!"

It is funny the things kids say.

Snips and Snails and puppy-dogs' tails.

What are little boys made of, made of?

What are little boys made of?

Snips and snails, and puppy-dogs' tails,

That's what little boys are made of.

What are little girls made of, made of?

What are little girls made of?

Sugar and spice, and everything nice,

That's what little girls are made of.

While out enjoying a little bit of sunshine today and playing football Callum proved why this nursery rhyme is so true. Every Snail, Ladybird, Worm, Bug was picked up, examined (in a nice way not a dissecting way) and then placed back after a good handling. Oh and lots of questions asked. "What Do Snails Do? " "Why are Ladybird's Red? " Why do worms live in the dirt?"

Eventually we came indoors and as per normal Callum mode his jumper was taken off and left on the floor while he ran up to play with his toys. As I picked up the jumper I noticed lying on the floor something long, thing, gray and moving. Yes it was a worm. He had picked it up and put it in his pocket, probably knowing Callum to keep it warm. The poor thing had wriggled it's way out of the pocket and was trying it's hardest to bury itself in our carpet. Callum wasn't too hot on telling me if anything else was in the pockets so I had the unenviable task of sticking my hands in a four year olds pockets to see what was in there. Thankfully nothing. Mr Worm is now safely outside in a good old bit of proper dirt and said jumper is in the washing machine waiting for a good wash.