Take a close look at these two seemingly innocuous pictures. What do you see? Two dinosaur eggs. And some small dinosaurs? Or a potential minefield of emotional exhaustion for a mummy?
We went to watch Walking With Dinosaurs last week (it’s brilliant – go, book now for the tour for the rest of 2013…). Problem was that Lovely Bloke was full of a cold and being very grumpy, so he didn’t want the boys to have *anything* from the merchandise. They were begging, and being a parent whose modus operandi is to use bribery, I go and get them a £5 dinosaur in an egg each. It’s in little pieces that we need to put together.
I said it could only be done when we got home. So E – who is only 5 years old, but has a memory like an elephant, holds the afore referenced egg through the whole thing, takes it to the toilets with him, holds it in the car all the way home and then…. Yes. There was one piece missing from it. Whilst W (age 4) had a complete one.
If you are a parent you will know what the fallout will have been, from tired, over excited, hyper boys and how us, at two shattered parents, coped with it. E was doing his best Verucca Salt routine, W was dancing around showing E his complete dinosaur, Lovely Bloke was shouting at everyone to stop shouting and I just cried. It was all my fault and I was feeling every bit of it – it was like being in Dante’s seven circles of hell…. When E eventually gave up sobbing, in bed, with the egg shell in his hands, I took matters into my own hands and set about scouring websites to find someone to help me.
Monday morning, I email the BBC Walking With Dinosaurs team and they in turn put me in touch with Pinal at the IVS Group (henceforth to be referred to as the Best Thing Since Sliced Bread). She calls me, checks my address and promises that a replacement will come in the post. She asked a couple of questions about the boys, and I didn’t think much of it.
Now I know that this may not mean much to you, dear reader, but how do you think my boys are going to feel when I pick them up from school and tell them they have both got a Stegosaurus each AND a Tyrannosaurus Rex each? They are going to be happy. And I will be MUMMY OF THE YEAR. You will note that I’m re arranging my working day to do the school run and get the glory for this, won’t you?? 😉
So sincerely, thank you very much to Pinal for making a 5 year old little boy very happy. Fingers crossed we never actually meet, because I’ll be at your feet and E will be giving you one of his *unique* kiss/cuddle/squeezes which can be a bit over enthusiastic!
I know this isn’t as cool to everyone else as the story about the Lego piece that’s been sent to someone who left it in the supermarket, but in my house it’s going to make several people very, very happy indeed. At approx. 3.40pm today……
PS. For your info, they didn’t know that I blog / write / tweet. And I didn’t ask for anything extra. This was entirely unsolicited, which is why it’s so special…..
PPS. Will come back and pimp this blog properly later. Have got to leg it to a client call before doing the school run xx
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