It's no secret that the school holidays are a holiday for all but the stay at home parent. The holiday is the single greatest routine-wrecker ever invented. I'm flat out exhausted. We've had play-dates here and at the park, we've had sleepovers and slumber parties, drop-offs, pick-ups, beach excursions, movies, picnics, and craft, craft, and more craft!Thankfully, we're on the home stretch. Monday sees a return to normal; swim lessons, then the regular play-date on Tuesday, preschool returns on Wednesday-through-Friday. Thank goodness. Today is a little friend's fifth birthday party, then tomorrow if the sun shines we might go to the zoo to make the most of the last day of the 'break'.
Still. I'm eternally grateful to have the opportunity to whine. My girls are such a blessing to me, so sweet, so precious. So, even when I hear the eldest saying; "pretend mum's dead and I have to look after you," while playing with her younger sister, I can't help but laugh. Sort of. At least I smirk. What would she make for dinner I wonder?
And then there's always those funny photos you find while searching for something else. Like this moment on a rare plane trip, where Mimi used those long moments pre-take-off to read through the crash-landing manual while working on her lollipop, Spot the dog at her side. Nice.
Now I have to go wrap the present (reading & coloring books and pens), have a constitutional cuppa tea, and a quick rest, then head into the mayhem that is children's party planet.
Rest. Parties. Holidays. Crafting. Crash landings in Parenting-101. It's all good. x
