Today I have mixed feelings, its Friday so that signals the beginning of the weekend. Yay!
But it also means that at 3:30pm, the Easter holidays commence. I know I should treasure every moment with my little angels and I try my best to. It’s just that when my angels grow horns and turn into whingeing, vengeful demons who wish to destroy everything and everyone in their path,( we’ve hit the pre-teen years.) I have the urge to run for cover, at the very least I begin calculating how many weeks, day’s and hours are left before they return to school.
There are however some wonderfully funny moments that come from stroppy kids. Can you imagine how much noise a child on crutches can make? Now think about that child having a full on meltdown and attempting to make a swift exit. It’s all going well for them until they reach the stairs. It’s a slow process to get to the top of the stairs and maintain their bad attitude all whilst muttering. It takes staying power to carry that out and a huge dollop of stubbornness, which my kids seem to have a full supply of.
Over the weekend I’m planning what I can do to occupy them with over the next two weeks. I’m keeping my fingers and toes crossed that I can fit in time to write, as my list of work is expanding.
So for today I am treating myself. I’ve made a banana cake, topped with lemon buttercream and it’s actually edible! ( I have that on good authority from Amelia, my eldest daughter.)
So I sit down at my desk knowing that this is my last chance of peace and quiet and that editing is my priority. I have a huge slice of my cake and a hot cup of tea next to me and for the moment, all is well with the world.
Any suggestions of activities for three angel/demons with disabilities would be greatly received, or support and encouragement to get me through the next two weeks. Chuckle 🙂