I managed a fairly good night’s sleep (aided by drugs) and woke feeling much better this morning. I was definitely right not to be at work today, I don’t think I could have pulled that off but I had lost all my acheyness and inability to do more than make a cup of tea without needing to sit down to recover.
I’ve been coughing and sneezing lots and am still far from 100% but it does appear to just be a cold, albeit one that strikes you down badly on day one (much as it did with poor Davies on Monday). Davies was cross with me for not being at work as he’d said to me yesterday I should have waited til this morning to see how I was feeling. He said he was pleased to have me home but the boy clearly has a strong work ethic and didn’t like the idea of me skiving 😆
I got several loads of washing sorted including hanging them outside (it’s been lovely here today) and made some flapjacks. I finished the first sleeve of my jumper so that is almost complete too now :).
Davies and Scarlett made a start on their display for the library drawing and colouring some animals – foxes, badgers and hedgehogs and Davies did some rubbish too – a crushed drinks can and a toothpaste tube. I chose the pictures to be printed off and they’re planning some Charlie and Lola style mixed pictures of drawings and photos together which I think will look really good.
We had lunch and my Mum rang to see how I was feeling and tell me that my brother has been offered a job :). This is excellent news as he’d been out of work since just before Christmas when the long term agency job he’d been doing (for about 3 years) finally came to an end as the company closed it’s UK branch having outsourced all the work to a Korean firm or something. He’s been feeling pretty low I think so this was great news :). It sounds like a job that will be interesting and offer him something of a challenge and prospects of a proper career too which is excellent, I’m really pleased for him :). Mum asked if she could come over as she’d been due to look after D and S today anyway and didn’t see them last week as Ady had them for the full day I worked. I think a 2 week break was enough for everyone and she is currently on a mission to improve relations with us so is trying very hard.
In the end the kids disappeared upstairs pretty much as soon as she arrived (at my suggestion, they were connected on Lego Star Wars DS which involves lots of noisy interaction and is very distracting when you’re chatting). Mum hadn’t long been here when the doorbell rang and it was my Dad calling in to see how I was having been told by Mum last night I was poorly. Odd how hard it can be to get either of them here for childcare when I work but they both ended up here on an afternoon when I was off sick :lol:.
We had a nice couple of hours chatting while the children remained upstairs having moved onto playing Star Wars with a ‘Star Wars playset’ created by Davies. It was so lovely to hear their chatter and laughter drifting down the stairs and I think it did my parents good to see how life here generally is as often they see the worst of the children when they are vying for my attention because I’m chatting to my parents. They came back downstairs and Scarlett told my parents all about a salmon she’d drawn and cut out and showed them it leaping ‘upstream’ all around the house avoiding bears, then the kids brought in a load of teddies, a blanket and the pretend food from a Very Hungry Caterpillar game and proceeded to set up a teddy bears picnic while I got their tea ready.
They sat down to eat and my parents headed off together. Davies and Scarlett ate dinner and then disappeared back upstairs together again.
Ady came home, I coughed my way through a couple of chapters of Humphrey during which Davies lost a tooth. It’s been wobbly for ages but only in one direction so I told him to push it as far in the other direction as it would go and out it popped! He’s put it under his pillow along with a note he wrote himself ‘To Toof Fery. I nid a poont’ (to tooth fairy, I need a pound). He knew he’d spelt pound wrong and asked for the correct spelling. I told him, along with the suggestion that a ‘please may I have?’ might have been more appreciated by fairies ;).
The kids went to bed, we had baths and dinner and watched the Margaret Thatcher programme which swooshed me right back to where I was and what I was doing (and with whom) back when all that happened. Can it really be that long ago?
Davies was upstairs in bed making up a story about fairies for Scarlett – so far all I’ve seen is the first page which is setting the scene of a fairyland with little houses inside toadstools. I told him he really should be doing these things during the day and going to sleep when he’s in bed at night to which he replied ‘I can’t sleep! My head is far too full with all these stories and pictures I have to do!’ – who am I to argue with creative genuis like that I guess!!