Back To School

Today is the second day after the first day of school, so I’m (we’re all??) on a come-down from the giddy celebrations of handing my kids over to professionals for the next few months, or until the next public holiday.

It’s almost like a hangover because I’m focusing on how much water I’m drinking and if I can squeeze in a nap. But it wasn’t any old party yesterday, it was something we’ve looked forward to (and sure, I enjoyed 85% of those kid-filled days) for three whole months. It had pride of place on the social calendar and everyone had a particular outfit to wear, even special shoes, in some cases.

Disclaimer: I’ve never been to a rave BUT! yesterday was like a parenting rave, and here’s why:

✔You don’t know everyone but you smile anyway.

✔Everyone is in a good mood.

✔People ask for directions outside the actual event.

✔ You eat something to be polite, even though you might not know what it is.

✔ You feel like dancing all of a sudden.

✔You love everyone you see and feel like telling them.

✔ You lose the people you came in with.

✔You make new friends and probably invite them to your house.

✔Not always sure where the bathrooms are or if they’re miniature or just look small.

Basically I’m down for a rave. Hit me up, after we’ve finished helping with the homework.


Back to the Grind

After what feels like an age of laying around in fluffy blankets and eating ham, getting back into our normal daily routine has been tough. The couch is still in the playroom and it’s just the right distance from the fire for my toes. And who can resist tickling a cuddly monkey as he doses in front of the box?

Getting dressed is no fun when there is no sun;
I want some hot tea, but Husband’s not home to get it for me.
I want to have a nap but have to take a – drive (haha) to school to get the boys and then prepare for their noise.
Oh where is my blanket, I just want to be warm but, it’s time to get in the car. Thank goodness school ain’t too far because im ready for bed and a nice glass of red.

Tea for -? Me, just me.

I was trying to get a photo of my big cheesy smile to show how silly I look grinning at everyone for no apparent reason (but I looked sillier – or worse – sitting in the car snapping pics of my choppers. So) Not apparent to those who don’t have young kids, that is. Even in the gym class, I was grinning like a fool with every step up and power step touch and all that. Walking out in the carpark, meandering because I could, before I found where I parked the car, no cheeky monkeys hanging off me and arguing about seat belts already. Driving up the driveway at home, I couldn’t quite figure out what I had forgotten, but I think it was merely a feeling of quiet in the car, and no drawn out discussions about whose turn it is to check the mail.

And now the house is quiet and still; I’m going to have some tea and do a spot of sewing, and perhaps spend a minute or two in the bathroom with no probability of being interrupted. If the doorbell rings I will be bloody annoyed.

Back to School

As much as I am ready for the boys to go back to school next week, and as much as the boys are ready to go, I am actually not ready for the boys to go back to school next week.
Aside from sleeping in, and staying in pajamas on more days than just Christmas Day, and screen time up the yin yang, we have had a different schedule that has not involved school drop offs or pick ups, or homework or library books. And in other news, there is still a little bit of wrapping paper hiding in the corners and festivities hanging around, plus new clothes and Christmas Day lunch linens awaiting some form of attention. How will I manage the school lunches and rain jackets and matching shoes when I still have the holidays nice and warm around our shoulders??

I won’t be able to include last minute adventures in our day (today we went for a bushwalk through the Lower 48 and came back covered with prickles and scratches, but with a renewed sense of determination – we are *this close* to connecting the path to the backyard, but were still bsck in time for the swimming lesson, sans shoes and goggles because in our haste I ditched the gumboots but forgot the replacements), and I will have to once again be a task master for homework. Plus take care of the wrapping paper and lunch linens and the dishwasher and mountains of laundry, and hopefully still have time for gym classes. Oh boy.
And playing Solitaire, that will go out the window, too. I once finished a game in around 2 minutes! Best game ever! Now I am down to about 4 minutes, and I suppose I’m not really looking to get back to my former glory, but it is something that I have enjoyed during the school holidays. Probably while the boys were playing lego in their pajamas or eating the rest of the rice krispies (5yo).

These holidays were awesome for us. We stayed home, had quiet family time, enjoyed celebrations with the right amount of thankfulness and present excitement, played with toys and stayed in our pajamas. Totes amazeballs. Now I need to wash the pajamas and put away the toys, boo.