However, this is no "small potatoes" as far as I am concerned. This is quite simply the best news this year so far!
Only once have I managed to find school trousers that were a perfect fit in all the time he has been at at school. As he is on the larger side for his age, I can find them to fit the waist, but then they are too long in the leg by about 6 inches..............not good, as he looks like he is wearing cast downs from an older but circus dwelling brother. If I get the right leg, the waist is too small and his torso looks like a barrage balloon tied at the middle.
I have searched specialist shops, but they want silly money to make him some to fit. We have seen the insides of the fitting rooms of Sainsburys, Tesco, Asda and M&S, all to no avail and much wailing and tantrums.........me, not Callum.
I have joined, and ordered from, several, and I mean several, mail order books and opened accounts and returned numerous packages. Purely by accident I noticed an ad for "generous fit" trousers for school children that are not waifs but not obese. So, I ordered for a 10 year old and crossed my fingers.
An email arrived saying they were out of stock, but the website didn't say so, and I tore out what little hair I have left, (I have so little I can name each hair individually), and thought that was it. Then, a strange man rang the bell today and thrust a package in my face grunting, "Sign!" I signed, and opened the package, and saw a note that advised me that stock was now full and here was my order, (3 months later), as more stock had arrived. Apparently I had not ticked a box which meant that when new stock was available it would be sent.
I asked Callum to try them on, and he protested "not again dad".........it was a Cinderella type moment as I shouted, making Callum jump in the process, "THEY FIT.................THEY ONLY FUCKING FIIIITTT"
I then had to swiftly apologise to Callum who scolded me!! How sad that I was so overjoyed that I swore?
It's that I have felt so guilty in sending my little man to school knowing that he was uncomfortable either physically or mentally, or guilty that I have over fed him................ but God these new strides are abso-fuckin-lutely spot-fuckin-on. I whooped and hugged him.............hahahahahahaha.
Is my life so sad that this is the best I can do, or is it normal behaviour? Who cares, the trousers fit!!!!!
Back to Earth now.
I missed blogging on days 13 and 14 of the 30 days music challenge, and will catch up three days tomorrow, or maybe one tonight as Callum has had a 24/36 hour bug. He was violently sick 20 minutes before leaving school yesterday, and again after dinner, which was beans on toast as I was mindful of projectile vomiting if his dinner was too complicated the last time he had an upset tummy. ("Not tummy dad, I am older now, so it's stomach").
He slept in my bed so I could keep an eye as he had a temp, and so Calpol and Neurofen administered as well as copious amounts of filtered cold water. We retired at 8pm last night as he wanted to go to bed but not alone. Bless him as he told me that he was scared being sick without me around. This was the first time he'd been sick anywhere else but home with me to comfort him. The school reported hearing him in the toilets crying and calling for his dad.
I watched TV until 11.30pm while he slept, and then put the bedside lamp out. The little sod seemed to rally at about midnight, just as I was falling asleep, as he woke me to say he felt better. He woke me again at 00.38 to say he was sweaty. He woke me at 01.08 to advise me that I was snoring and could I stop it? He woke me at 01.19 "Dad! Stop snoring please" 01.48 "Dad I want a drink" 03.35 "Dad....STOP snoring it woke me up". 04.30 Dad are you okay you're not snoring. I politely, although he said not, asked that he go to his own room, as I was entitled to snore in my own bed thank you very much. 04.59 "You're not looking after me much talking to me like that. But it doesn't matter, (kisses me on the head), because I am feeling much better now. Finally at 06.10 "Dad.........I love you. Do I have to go to school today, because it is light now" 06.30 Alarm goes off
"Why are you getting up?" Because I have to start work soon..............
Callum has been sick again, but seems better now. I am shattered.................but the trousers bloody well fit.
Love it! A great fun story :o) Keep it coming.
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