first day!
Sending Bubble and Squeak back to school after their first term holiday was pure evil. Two weeks of having them all to myself, to sleep in, to plan each day in the morning and not be preparing for tomorrow last thing at night was positively luxurious. They, on the other hand, couldn't wait to go back.
Don't get me wrong, School is great! School is good! Getting two children to school when you have the organizational skills of a gnat is not.
bubble has a tiny little cut underneath that band aid but the blood was copious. Never in my wildest dreams did I think it would take 4 months to master the 'early morning-outta the house by 8.40am' thing. By master, I mean leave the house in the morning with out one of us having a complete emotional breakdown. By one of us, I mean me.
Call me naive but I truly thought it would be a massive turning point when the boys went to school, In a word, I thought I'd find 'freedom'. Big call, hey?
squeak insists on goggles in the bath. What happened to all the time I was meant to have for creative pursuits and to get all this 'stuff' done? I certainly didn't think about lunchboxes, lunch, schoolbags, uniforms, readers, lost-property, working bees, birthday parties, library bags, library books, water bottles, sunhats, beanies, sickbays, excursions, notices or play-dates...
To be honest I haven't done any of the house-painting I promised to do and the pile next to my sewing machine has it's own postcode but things are definitely way more organised and calm.
So hopefully I'll manage to post more than once every three months from now on. Thanks
Leigh. I have been reading the blogs in my list but I stopped commenting because I hadn't written a thing for so long.
It's winter! Can ya believe it? I didn't even get around to writing one single entry in this blog about how much I adore Autumn for the whole of Autumn! Oh well, next year!
