Before Megan and I had properly woken up, the children had set up both of their beds in Genevieve’s room. While this was very sweet and they were playing together beautifully, they had somehow managed to make such an almighty mess that it took nearly half an hour to sort it all out. If only there was some way to channel their ability to cause chaos in to something good!
Genevieve had earned a reward yesterday and was over the moon to unwrap it this morning. She’d earned an LOL Doll which is a small, oddly proportioned doll with a seemingly never-ending array of attachments and paraphernalia (a modern phenomenon that I still don’t understand, but then I’m not exactly the target audience). Every single item comes individually wrapped in plastic – they must be awful for the environment, but she loves the damn things so there you go!
James did some amazing work. He flitted from thing to thing but was absolutely focused while he completed each task. He showed artistic flair while painting his magic dinosaur pictures (without spilling water everywhere, unlike his sister), demonstrated a steady hand while completing his dinosaur dot-to-dot, and expertly mirrored a beautiful butterfly wing the Megan drew for him.
Genevieve created a detailed and well-drawn storyboard to reflect a story Megan had read to her earlier in the morning. It was about a lonely mouse and a lion who roared. Always one to push boundaries, Genevieve’s drawings couldn’t be contained by the pre-drawn frames – the characters almost leapt from the page.
Megan took the children for a one kilometre walk to stretch their legs. Sadly I was still too tired to join them on their jaunt, but the aim is to make the walk part of the daily routine so there will be a chance to go for a family stroll in the future. The neighbourhood monkey was celebrating American football with an impressive display of team flags – the daily costume changes really make the children’s day. The kids had a great time being outside in the sunshine and completed the kilometre impressively quickly. We were going to have to up the distance to keep them interested!
At this point I was nearly three weeks in to being ill. While I was so glad I no longer had a temperature, the tiredness, lightheadedness and sore throat were showing no signs of leaving. I knew they’d go eventually but I was very much done with the whole thing. Getting back to normality (whatever that meant in a post-Covid world) was high on the agenda.
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