Thursdays are funny days I’ve decided. They are definitely beyond the hump day but they certainly aren’t the start of the weekend quite yet. They are just a day sitting there waiting to be completed like a really difficult level on a computer game. In my experience they start really slowly and then get faster and faster and suddenly they’re over and you haven’t done half of what you wanted/needed to get done.
Perhaps it was just that it was my weekly trip to the office today and it was a full blown day there so I had very little contact with my darlings. I know I’ve said it before but I’m now far too used to seeing them whenever I want and even when I don’t want!! The noise of them in the background is definitely comforting and silence usually means trouble when the two of them are involved. My poor wife was left to supervise double trouble, and whilst she is clearly more than capable, it appears they pushed her right to the limit in my absence.
More of that to come as we delve into today’s top 5:
1. Indoor picnics seem to have become a bit of a theme during lockdown whether to replace proper meals or a make believe game for the kids. It feels like every morning I find them in the hall with everything laid out ready (the usual picnic treats you have at 7.30am like tins of tomatoes, blocks of cheese and hot dog buns!) I asked E this morning why they have it in the hallway right outside the toilet and, of course, she had a very good answer. “I like to have my picnics near a loo so I don’t poo myself.” Such logic and common sense coming from one so young. Maybe I should take a leaf out of her book! 🧺
2. Before I headed to the office I managed to squeeze in a quick reading session with E. She picked another of her reading books which heavily focus on rhyme. Today’s selection was called “Cow takes a bow”. It was all about a cow who wanted to watch the circus when it was in town but it was sold out. By happy coincidence the resident clown went awol so Cow was thrust into the centre of the ring in a clown outfit. She went down a storm and so took a bow at the end. Happy, uplifting, funny. All E wanted to know is why I made a comment when we found out it was a girl cow. “Daddy, if it was a boy cow then it would be a Bull, and then that wouldn’t rhyme with “now” and “bow”.” I really need to think before I speak! 🐮
3. The main activity lined up by my wife today was arts and crafts which followed on from Grandpa’s visit yesterday. There were some new paint sticks which caused much excitement. There was actually a short period where both of my offspring sat nicely, beside each other, and “painted” some pictures. Oh the perfect family joy and Steph even captured a photo so this blissful moment could be remembered forever. It didn’t last, but that’s not the point! Anyway, I looked through the various pictures when I got home and found a rather strange one which was clearly the family out for a walk as there was our house in the distance and a path. My eye was drawn to the figures however as there were two tall ones and two smaller ones. The big that concerned me was the presence of a fifth figure, quite small, and squeezed into the tummy of one of the adults. I shall be discussing this with my daughter in the morning! 😲
4. I arrived home very late but just in time to help put the kids to bed. It is definitely my favourite part of the day as there is something so lovely about reading them stories, tucking them in and telling them you love them and to have good dreams. Unfortunately I hadn’t realised that instead of walking into this blissful scene I was going to walk into my worst nightmare. I clearly had picked the worst time! Steph was hiding in the kitchen, gently rocking and saying she had had enough. The kids were in the living room, in their pyjamas to be fair, but the whole place looked like a bomb had gone off. Every possibly toy strewn across the floor. M’s new basketball hoop somehow completely deconstructed ready to be flat packed away. An ultimatum had just been given: tidy up now or go to bed with no story. Reluctantly the latter had been chosen and so I was left to enforce and it took every ounce of my being to hold firm as E weeped and wailed. I feel great that I gave my wife my full support and showed a united front but of course I had to promise to read extra stories tomorrow as the quid pro quo. Maybe I am weak after all! 💣
5. Tonight we’ve quizzed and then we’ve set about tackling the huge washing pile. I have no idea how we manage to accumulate so many dirty clothes (well, actually I take that back as we have two little horror bags which explains it!) Anyway, I was hanging up some clothes on the clothes horse and I noticed that E’s shorts are actually shorter in length than M’s shorts. I mean I know he is growing fast but then again so is she. I thought I had at least a little bit of time before I would have to start lecturing her about the length of her outfits. She’s 5 for goodness sake! I’m slightly reassured that she only really wears them under her dresses but only because they are also incredibly short on her. I feel a shopping trip coming on and we can find some nice, full length outfits! 🩳
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