Well certainly the early part of it passed while I was sleeping ;).
So as first thing as it got round these parts Davies was making his lego x wing fighter thing. He’s mostly spent today doing that and mostly without any assistance. He says he really enjoyed following the instructions and seeing the pile of single lego pieces all come together to make a single construction. I feel he would get pleasure from flatpacked things in the same way I do :).
Scarlett was drawing and colouring. She does that a lot and is quietly improving her artistic skills in the very specific areas of drawing cats, birds and foxes.
I spent some time clearing a pile of stuff that lurks beside my sofa, chucking some out, filing some away, relocating some to other places in the house and finally removing the small table the pile lurked under and replacing it with a glass shelf unit. Ady seems to have inherited the table and the world is a better place for less crap down beside my sofa :).
We had a trip to Sainsburys for petrol and various other stuff, I made pizza dough for dinner and Davies did more lego-ing.
I have also spent a large amount of the day being ranty and stroppy and a bit of a cow really. I had both children in tears once each. A fact of which I am not at all proud but stand by as having educational value with regard to them learning when is and isn’t a good time to argue with someone / not put full effort into what you’ve been asked to do / know how to graciously accept an apology from someone who knows they’ve been a cow, has calmed down and is now feeling contrite. The latter is a skill both children already possess but it never hurts to get in a bit of additional practise.
After a couple of false starts they both created a piece of art for the local display. Davies listened to me (in the end) over doing something he found easy and was good at rather than trying to nake life hard for himself. Scarlett did a fab drawing and then managed to write her name in perfect mirror writing on it – not at all sure how or why but we fixed it. Ady came home and was also shouted at (when will people learn NOT to breath or exist where I can see / hear / smell them when I am in an intolerant mood? ;)), I took Tarly round to Rainbows and sat and finished the last few stages of the lego with Davies.
I read some of which we were all enjoying but I got stroppy about the fourth interuption (for glasses of water, using the toilet, to ask a stupid question about something else) and stopped. I hate being interupted while reading, especially a story which has a certain amount of pace to it. It feels like a performance and you really lose your thread when you stop and try to pick it back up again. I then spent some time in Scarlett’s room sorting out her wardrobe which had finally rebelled and started spewing clothes back out again after she’d been shoving things in there when I asked her to put clean washing away. Cue more rantiness and lecturing from me, tears from Tarly and finally tired apologies all round.
So not a great day but it ended with love all round and tomorrow will of course be better.