We received an email from the Bear’s nursery last week reminding us to provide them with patch tested, well labelled sun creams ahead of imminent warm weather.
I obliged and the Bear didn’t have any bad reactions to the new cream (a factor 50 from Boots). Hubby delivered said cream during the nursery run yesterday morning.
I was in a training course at work this week where coffee breaks meant tucking into lovely biscuits. I didn’t get to finish them and tucked the pack away in my bag.
Hubby SOS’ed me whilst I was on the train home yesterday evening to ask if I could collect the Bear from nursery as he was stuck in traffic. Luck was on our side as I just happened to be 15 minutes away.
I was delighted to see the Bear. After a lovely cuddle, we set off hand in hand. As we turned the corner, she started crying, insisting we turn back for her new sun cream. There was no reasoning with the Bear. The new sun cream is for school, Mama will get you one for home. Noooooooo, waaaaahhh. She was inconsolable. So we turned around, me knowing full well that school was closed as I saw someone lock the door and drive away. We ended up sitting on the nursery steps for 5 minutes whilst the Bear had a full blown tantrum. I couldn’t connect to Uber either. With no other choice, I stood up and told her firmly that I was going home and started walking. Cue screams.
Then I remembered the leftover biscuit in my bag…
It worked a treat. Sun cream forgotten. Tears stopped. All was well again.
The next time you politely decline the offer of that extra biscuit, think again. Don’t underestimate the healing powers of a lemon puff!