The bank holiday weekend was a welcome respite from juggling the pressures of work and home. Do we only truly switch off from work when we know everyone else has too? Bank holidays are a bit like Christmas (sorry did I say the C word), no-one is working so I don't feel guilty if I'm not. Guilt is a main hobby of mine, guilty of not working hard enough, guilty of not playing Guess Who enough with my children (that was this morning's guilt)!!
So it was walking the dog and watching the boys enjoy the picture of a perfect childhood - catching crayfish and water boatmen in the local stream. All was very calm until Gabriel announced he was going for a swim, ok darling I chortled, little did I know he was serious and splash he belly flopped into the ankle high water!! Oh dear. As he drip dried Evan was wading up to his thighs in a deeper part of the stream, Gabe decided to join him and.........splash, he went totally under the water. Arrrrgggghhhhh was my helpful cry until he announced with a splutter "is alwite Mummy, I just a bit wet"
Thank goodness the puppy was well behaved although she did get violated by a slobbering Sharpei and watched in awe as our friends dog rolled in a very green and stinky cow-pat! Don't even think about it!!
Well must dash, work beckons and the boys will be home from Nana's and nursery in a couple of hours
I like this blocking malarky, don't know if anyone else will ever read it but it really is therapy to write down the fun comings and goings of life
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