And so here we are. Well done to us all! 100 not out! A century of daily diary posts. Just waiting for my telegram from the Queen now.
I dread to imagine how many hours this has taken in total if I added it all up but that really isn’t the point – hopefully it brings a smile to some of your faces every so often and it’s going to be a damn good record of the lockdown experience we’ve had in years to come.
A huge thank you to all of you who have been on this journey with us, whether you have commented, liked, private messaged or just secretly read my blog.
I’ve been pondering what to do all day as a part of me thought I should just stop here and give myself my evenings back! I think I’ve decided to keep going for now so long as people still want to read it.
Day 100 also happened to be a scorcher and the kids were on great form so let’s do what we do best and count down a top 5:
1. M continues to lap up lots of new experiences during lockdown and in a way only a 2 year old can, finds wonder and amazement in the smallest things. For no apparent reason he has developed an obsession with hats which was actually quite useful given the importance of slip, slop, slap today. This has added to his well established love of dressing up which brings him so much joy. Without lockdown I would have missed a lot of this and I find on a daily basis I’m trying to work out what on earth he’s thinking – 100 days in and I’ve still no idea! 🧢
2. We were clearly not the only family in the neighbourhood to be out in the sun. We could hear the squealing and laughter from other gardens, together with the splash of paddling pools. I certainly don’t blame any of them! E decided today that she wanted to have a little look over the fence to see her friends next door. M already has a reputation as a peeping Tom so the last thing we needed was a peeping Mary as well! Anyway, in her usual independent way, she decided to start to build a climbing frame so she could see over and that started with a pushchair being piled on the picnic bench. That was definitely not safe and fortunately Steph stopped her from climbing on top! Disaster averted and perhaps a bit of elf & safety training should be added into the #HomeSchooling syllabus. 👷🏼♀️
3. M is a completely different boy if he doesn’t have his afternoon nap. His evil twin appears on the scene and he brings an entirely new level to the term “overtired”. After a busy lunchtime and a nice walk out, Steph tried to get him to sleep in the pushchair which normally works a treat. Not today! I was on a call upstairs and all I could hear was M screaming his head off in the garden. He was just exhausted. It was getting pretty painful and then suddenly he started laughing. I mean proper belly laughing. I was confused. I came downstairs to find out what was happening. It turns out that during his screaming fit, he let out a huge pump which he then found hilarious. It clearly did the trick as he fell asleep shortly afterwards for nearly 3 hours! Sometimes the wee lad just makes his Daddy so proud! 💨
4. Today made me think about my own schooling, especially when it was hot. I remember we always used to ask the teacher on gorgeous days whether we could go and work on the grass outside and inevitably the answer was always “no”! One art teacher had a reputation for saying yes however and we used to get to draw outside instead. It was probably my worst subject at school, given my lack of any artistic talent, but that really wasn’t the point! It’s amazing that for months now E has been able to ask regularly if she can do her schoolwork outside on the grass and the answer is normally yes. The only negative for me is that if she’s out there, I can’t take my laptop out as we would inevitably disturb each other. So, just like school, I’m stuck inside on glorious days. Perhaps I should have tried harder in art! ☀️
5. There was only one possible tea tonight and it was a good excuse to order some BBQ food from Broom House Farm – a super easy collection and an incredibly tasty meat feast which Daddy charred in his usual way before serving it and insisting everyone tell him how lovely it was! Fortunately we ordered plenty and I told Steph we could have the rest tomorrow evening. I guess I should have checked the weather forecast first as she thought it was hilarious that I would be standing at the BBQ with my manly apron on, in a thunder storm. It’ll take more than a bit of rain to stop this man, as it now feels like the gauntlet has been thrown down! ⛈
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