23rd December 2012
You pile up
enough tomorrows, and you'll find you've collected a lot of empty yesterdays. Harrold Hill
I’m owed a cuddle!
Had a bet with Will, aged 10 and he lost and now he’s run off! That’s what Christmas is all about – having enough
time to give people your attention because that’s what we all are – time poor! So for the next week the people I love get
more of my attention even if sometimes they may be a little annoying, for
example yesterday we went for a walk and within minutes, Will was, “I’m bored,
I wanna go home, it’s raining, I’ve never been this wet in my entire lifetime”. Mmm dramatic child – no I won’t have it
said.
We’ve been up just over an hour and already, we’ve been
mugged by two kid wearing balaclava, had magic tricks shown to us, played
cuponk, watched you tube funny videos, done magic tricks and listen to Rihanna
about 75 times which makes a change from One Direction who I repeated had to
endure yesterday because Jen’s learning the words to ‘ROCK ME’, trust me there
aren’t many. Yes children do a lot in a
short space of time, and now we’ve got an Indian Party Selection in the oven
for breakfast because it’s sell by date is today and we all voted for a YAY! It Christmas we can do anything we like.
So yes most of the year we may be time poor but the next
week we have 24 hours each day to do whatever we want with and the first of
those days yesterday were great. We had
a walk in the rain, and yes he was right, it was really heavy rain, not the
wettest I ever been in my life but not far off. Loving the fact anything goes at Christmas
because we’re on a holiday so when we got back we had an Irish coffee when we
got home which helped to numb the fact that kids can do so much and they never
stop and you just can’t keep up with them even if you want to.
I love spending time with kids but I never wanted any of my
own, and spending time with them makes you realise how difficult it is to be a
parent. Jen threw a wobbly last night
and cried for ages but Lynne knew exactly how to handle it, which proves the
theory you can’t be taught how to be a parent, you learn as you do it. I’m really fortunate that if I want time to
be on my own I can always find it, I love my own company but as a mother you
don’t have that opportunity, it must be a nightmare and as Lynne said if it
wasn’t for sending them to school then she’d have gone insane long ago! No wonder women work lol.
Joking aside though they are lots of fun apart from the ‘give
me your money’ thing, they never stop; resorting to wearing a black balaclava
this morning is possibly the final step and we’re are now officially skint, don’t
think they realise they’ve already emptied our bank balance thanks to Christmas
and this holiday.
It’s taken me over an hour to write this because you just
can’t concentrate, that’s ok though because I’m not time poor this week and I’m
enjoying the distractions.
I’m giving up though, I can’t concentrate, it’s futile
putting up a fight lol. We’re gonna go
walk the dogs and try to wear the kids out a little – good luck with that ay!
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