Author Archives: Megan Smith

James was feeling particularly brave today. With lots of encouragement from Genevieve, he finally took on the big green slide all by himself. And surprise, surprise… he absolutely loved it!

Genevieve’s Beaver leader had asked if she’d be up for running an activity. Normally they’d wait for a Beaver to be a bit older before doing this, but apparently Genevieve’s more than confident and capable to take it on. Brilliant!

Genevieve wanted to draw a lion with Stephen. He’ll freely admit that art is not his strong point, so he suggested that she pose for a photo and then use that as inspiration for her lion’s face. The outcome was, frankly, terrifying. Roar!

James has become a bit obsessed with tennis recently (as well as table tennis which he calls “tabletop tennis” – adorable). Stephen dutifully started playing with him but couldn’t follow the rules.

After dinner, we started getting the kids ready for bed but were rudely interrupted when Stephen noticed a giant, sky-spanning double rainbow. The mere mention of a rainbow had the kids glued to the window within seconds.

In spite of the earlier rain, we heard the ice-cream van somewhere close. We couldn’t pinpoint exactly where it was coming from, so Genevieve and I jumped in the car and went to find it. Thankfully it turned out to only be around the corner and so we both indulged!

Stephen gave Genevieve a long talk about how she must never eat or even touch wild mushrooms, but apparently the next words out of her mouth were “can I pick them up”. We’ll need to keep an eye on her, won’t we!

James and I joined a toddler craft class on Zoom. James was most excited to listen to the story, sing a new song with actions, and make an egg-box caterpillar. He was a lot less keen on the dancing at the end though.

Genevieve wanted to make a calendar up until she’s seventeen “when she can marry Harrison”. Stephen was not willing to make her a calendar covering over ten years of dates, so they agreed to create a countdown calendar instead.

I had to go the bakery first thing in the morning to get bread as we had near enough run out again. I have no idea where Stephen and the children put the stuff – they get through so much!