Do you remember when I used to mention my home educated children on this blog? Now I just leave them to fend for themselves while I swan about crofting and that.
Recently I had a wee wobble about whether they would be able to exist in the real world once they fledge and we release them on the ferry to find their own paths in life. To ensure they are able to do this they are now tasked with washing up the lunch time plates and cups, collecting eggs, doing the evening animal feeding. They also have to provide regular cups of tea and coffee to Ady and I. I am torn between feeling a little like Cinderella’s evil stepmother and an unschooler entering a new age. I’ll let you know how it goes.
In other news Bonnie has stopped limping and appears to be fine so it must have just been a sprain. This is a huge relief as we didn’t not want to take her off to the vets because it was expensive and inconvenient but it really would have been very expensive and very inconvenient. A two night away trip at least with accommodation and transport before we even looked at vets bills.
In other news we went to the pier to send our diesel off and our Harbro order of animal feed, compost, fence posts, electric fence posts and straw arrived. After loading it all into the white van new Manager Mike said ‘but you can’t get that to your croft!’ and Dave told us to leave it all at the pier and he’d bring it to the croft on the tractor which he did. I imagine there will be fall out from this – long tractor story – but who cares, we didn’t have to walk 1/2 mile with 12 bags of feed / compost and 10 fence posts which would have taken us most of this afternoon and tomorrow to do as we could only really have carried one at a time for a mile round trip.
The posts arriving meant we were able to do the pig move which thanks to our new Grand Pig Move Plan was very smooth- hurrah! I then headed down to pay for this weeks veg order and collect any post (of which there was only one item). Tomorrow Ady is helping Dave do some work on the Pajero and Casey is either coming up here for crochet or we’ll go down to Fliss’.
That seems like a bare minimum for the kids, considering how hard you and Ady work! Don’t think you have anything to feel guilty about 🙂
Glad Bonnie’s leg’s better, was wondering. If Dylan’s limpy, it’s usually something stuck between his pads, so at the first sign of a foot being lifted, I’m delving about in there, lol.
I had to ring my nana for potato boiling advice when I left home. I expect your kids will do fine 🙂