šµ Easy like Sunday morning! šµ Some decent weather and (unless you want to be a prat and go sunbathing in a park) nowhere to go. I managed to get out first thing for a little run and then back in time for the list of gardening tasks set by my wife before a cheeky little BBQ. With all this time at home I keep thinking the to do list will be getting shorter but weirdly the opposite is true. Not sure how that is happening!
Steph spent all day working so I was in charge of the two mini-mes. Now, on social media most people like to pretend their children are perfect or, at the very least, pretty close. By Day 19 Iāve given up all pretence. My children are horrors! This has never been so clearly demonstrated as by events today:
1. Itās amazing how many mornings at the moment I am waking up and finding one or other of the monsters in my bed. I suppose I should be thankful for the nights where I donāt hear them come in but itās still a shock when I roll over for a cuddle and thereās someone in a Elsa onesie staring back at me! Iāve also had to stop sleeping in the nude! š
2. Out in the garden and one of Eās favourite things to do is fill the bird feeders. We have a mix of seeds and fat balls. E filling one feeder with the seeds and the box of fat balls is on the grass. Only 6 left. No wait, 5 left. Mās decided to start eating one…. š„“
3. After being told he canāt eat fat balls, and despite (or perhaps because of) refusing most meals over the last 19 days, M today decided that eating constantly is the way forward. Now donāt get me wrong, I certainly donāt begrudge feeding my children(!) but this grazing now makes it impossible to get anything done! If I donāt react immediately to his demands he goes running off with his bowl to Mammy who of course immediately takes his side and assumes Iāve been starving the boy. She doesnāt realise that in the past 15 minutes heās had a bag of Pombears, a banana, a box of raisins and a Soreen bar and thereās only another 15 minutes before lunchtime! š½
4. A nice calm family teatime. You can picture it Iām sure! The kids eating nicely (for a change) and no bickering. Daddy feeling very happy with himself. During dessert the littlest monster stuck his hand down into his highchair, pulled his nappy to one side and fountained onto the floor. I mean that is just gross! And bless his sister for volunteering to clean up the puddle! š¦
5. Finishing with something positive! Whilst M was having his afternoon nap, E and Daddy made gingerbread mice (as per the Gruffalo cookbook). It was a lovely bit of teamwork even if they did end up looking like overcooked prawn tempura. Fortunately they taste lush! š
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