Love it when a Saturday feels like a Sunday! Tomorrow is like a bonus day which I’m sure we will try and take advantage of. Or perhaps the days have just been swapped over as we ended up having our lazy Sunday today. We were helped with the continued success of the GroClock but we have moved onto phase 2 of that particular scheme. E waited until the 7am “sunrise” and then gathered her little brother and took him downstairs without coming into our bedroom at all. We actually slept in the first time in over 74 days!
Anyway, enough of my smugness (and no doubt I’ve jinxed tomorrow morning now!) so onto my top 5:
1. E lays an egg. Steph and I were having a nice chilled morning with the kids amusing themselves for the first time ever. Suddenly E appeared holding a chicken egg. We hadn’t even noticed her going into the kitchen let alone manage to reach the eggs. So we asked her what she was doing. She announced she had found an egg in her bedroom. I mean WHAT?!? She said she was keeping it safe in her white circle some with the holes in. It took a while for us to work out she had squirrelled away the egg yesterday along with our colander and hidden both in her bedroom, apparently to keep them well looked after until her birthday (in 9 months time!) I’m just so relieved that M didn’t get hold of it! 🥚
2. E was telling us all about some very important things today and in particular about food. I asked if she wanted anything adding to the shopping list and she helpfully said “food”. She did mention sausages and I suggested we cook them on the BBQ. “But we had a BBQ yesterday Daddy.”
“That’ll be fine sweetie. With this nice weather we could even have a BBQ every day!”
“No Daddy, Mr Baxter told me that if you eat too much of the same thing you get fat. You know, like your tummy that we’re not meant to talk about.”
“I don’t think he meant the method of cooking. I think he suggested you have a varied diet.”
“If you say so Daddy. Don’t blame me if…” 😳
3. Queuing. So Saturday is usually essential shopping day and today was no exception. I was sent packing with a list and a request that I visit two shops to ensure I managed to get everything needed. I did as I was told and all was going very well, if I do say so myself. Until I arrived at the second shop, the supermarket. Social distancing is clearly not necessary in this particular area of Durham even though there was a very clear one way system in operation. I always do my bit when I am out and take my time and try to be courteous to others. I know it means shopping takes a bit longer but that’s just what is needed at the moment. I reached the last aisle and there was a long queue to get directed to a till. I patiently waited for about 20 minutes until it was my turn. When I was 2 places from the front, the staff member directing looked at my self scanner and announced loudly “well if you have self scanned there’s no need to queue! Just head straight over!” Helpful to maybe let people know that – or update the hundreds of signs around the store. I’ll admit I even tutted as I moved out of the queue, but don’t worry it wasn’t audible! 🛒
4. Quizzing. Saturday is double quiz night with back to back Zoom calls. First I host the swimming club quiz and then we take part in the online pub quiz with the in laws. Both are fun in very different ways. With the first I enjoy watching the contorted faces and arguments in various living rooms when I have the answers in front of me and then with the second that is exactly us as we argue about comedy cartoons or historic British Prime Ministers. Steph and I have definitely reached a happy place with the quizzing, sticking religiously to our specialist topics and being honest when something is a guess. There’s nothing worse than when a team member is so confident of an answer you take it as gospel even if you don’t think it’s right, and then it turns out to be wrong. Worse still when you get every other question right in the quiz and miss out on 100% because someone else thought they knew more than you!!! 🤓
5. The return of the toothbrush thief. Steph caught the little monster in the act today and he snatched my latest toothbrush head from our bathroom and headed off. Rather than stop him she decided to go all Sherlock Holmes and follow him. She tracked him to the spare room en suite and caught up just as he threw it into the toilet. She’s deduced that this is where the others have ended up. Why she couldn’t have stopped him before it was lobbed, only she knows. So now I’m onto head number 4 and this is all costing me a fortune. 🚽
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