I enjoy looking over the photos from the week, reminding myself what we’ve been up to. Here are some memories from this week…
Matt took the big two kids swimming on Monday evening…what will be a weekly event but rotating which kids swim and which one stays at home with me. Joseph had me this week. We had bath time, with baby of course, who then happily went to bed and left Joseph and I doing what we do best together….(in pyjamas)..
‘Tummy Ache’ has to be Joseph’s all time favourite game. How that boy is passionate about food! Which brings me to this…
The attempted baking has been relentless, bless his heart. So we made a plan. Order cheap ingredients for him to use in his play kitchen corner, which he can mix to his heart’s content….herbs, spices, cheap rice, even some dried fruit and chocolate drops. Then we can put the ingredients back into jars to be used by him again the following day. A kind of ‘this is your space, this is mine’ approach to kitchen life.
‘Idiots!’ I hear you cry. Yes. It was messy. They couldn’t believe their luck and all got involved, obviously having no concept of making the ingredients last a few weeks. It just gave us another area of the house to tidy and clean up, he might as well have done it in the kitchen. Duh! So that plan’s been dismissed. However, there is hope of a new phase, a slightly less chaotic one…Toast! Doing a little woodwork in the garden with my biggest boy yesterday morning (ahem), Joseph asked me if I’d like some toast. Oh yes please; Joseph bringing us wooden food from his play kitchen is quite usual, one of his favourite things. But he came back with real toast….oh! So you can use the toaster without burning yourself or the house down then, big surprise. Great! This new gift is much encouraged by us. Cheap white bread and homemade jam (from the fruit in our garden, darling) a plenty. He’s happy, we’re happy (who doesn’t like toast and jam?) And it gave me confidence to let the boys make our scrambled eggs for lunch…really, no help required, except for the small offer of guidance to ‘keep stirring’ and ‘take the eggs off the heat just before they’re cooked’. But even Matt is familiar with this guidance, or more obsessive fuss of the cooking of scrambled eggs. I’ve noticed lately he’s actually become fearful of cooking my eggs, such is the wrath he has previously endured. Sorry. Must be more gentle in the kitchen.
The eggs were perfect!
And Zachary has learned to put a load of washing in the machine 🙂 But I’m showing off now..
We’ve been painting with watercolours…
And some of this sort of painting…..
We’ve had this doll house for nearly 3 years, a birthday present for Keziah. It came from an eBay seller and was painted in not the most tasteful fashion, but I’ve never gotten round to doing anything with it. So, we are doing it up a bit. I was going to paint it white but we had a huge tin of yellow paint that’s never been opened. It looks quite nice. Still needs another coat or two. This is how it started…
I’ll show you the finished result when it’s done.
There’s been more woodwork this week. We (not me obviously, the royal ‘we’ that is) made a couple of desks for bedrooms, out of an old unused wardrobe. I’ve scrawled through a lot of desks on eBay, looking for those old school desks where you can lift up the lid. Have you noticed how much more people charge on eBay for something old, just by sticking the word ‘retro’ in? It was very satisfying to recycle instead.
And Zachary has enjoyed building with his new pile of soft wood. I tried to get him to make a mini house (I’m such a girl) but he had other ideas. Here he is painting his weapon….
Everyone loves this book at the moment. And it can bring a few moments of quietness while we search the pages. Time to breathe.
I love hearing my daughter read to her younger siblings. Moments of peace to cherish…
We’re settling into a fortnightly library visit routine. Two weeks seems a good amount of time to read the books enough. It’s interesting to see which chosen books get left with little notice and which get a lot of attention. This time, I chose a gardening book aimed at children (for my own use) I know nothing. Except how to make soup for the birds….an idea I pinched from someone else’s blog, which came in handy when the kids were hungry, tired and restless after watching a film. We had to wait about half an hour before tea and they just needed a little fresh air pick-me-up. They loved it!
The potato pots have done well. I think leaves are a good sign anyway. Thanks for the tips, Mum 🙂
The imaginary world continues. It makes me smile to stumble upon a story waiting to continue….I’m not sure what’s been happening here but it looks as if the animals are about to devour Mrs Noah!
And I’ve been enjoying myself too….it tastes so good (hardly surprising with the amount of sugar!)
We had a day out to a local ‘attraction’ this week. We enjoyed the farm animals, loads of outdoor play areas, sandpit diggers and zip wires. Well, they enjoyed it while I stood around wishing it would stop drizzling. Then someone needed the loo and I knew it had to be time to introduce the indoor play barn. A huge soft play centre. You know the drill….
You walk into a new one. The kids go wild…it’s amazing! The best place we’ve ever been. They run off screaming and yelping. You sit in an uncomfortable plastic chair with a crap cup of tea, regretting not having brought anything to read. You keep hearing your children make happy noises, reassuring you they are not buried under plastic balls or coloured mattresses. At least they’re having fun, you think, as you start to wonder if you’ve actually got tonsillitis. After an hour and a half, I could bear it no longer and thankfully they were ready to stop running, drink 3 litres of water and be bribed back into the Great Outdoors, with a packet of Starburst from the machine…just to make them more thirsty. Thank goodness we still had the train ride to enjoy (£4 for exactly 3 minutes of pleasure).
Home time then, via a lovely little Starbucks I have found, which is usually quiet and has provided relief from the rain two Thursdays in a row (while Angel cleans our home). We take colouring books and stories and I enjoy a nice coffee. Oh ok, we’ll share some muffins too. I had a moment of hysteria in there this week; reading a story, holding baby who has just learnt to pull my hair with two hands pulling each side of it, Joseph on my knee and the big two sitting closely on each side of me. Trying to hold the book where everyone could see, read the story while having my hair pulled on both sides..ding dong ding dong. I lost the plot and thankfully laughed rather than cried. What’s funny Mum? they ask. It’s hard to describe to them. Bless you lovelies, you have no idea how demanding you are.