Author Archives: Megan Smith

The children had asked in advance for a teddy bears’ picnic to be an activity for the day. Grandma Lindsey, with due diligence, had all of the bears lined up to welcome Genevieve and James when they arrived.

Grandma returned home and remarkably the house hadn’t been flooded or burnt down by James and Grandad. James decided to build a robot to take home, so we said goodbye to a few empty cartons and tubes.

Genevieve asked how Harry Potter and Hermione made their feathers into quills. I was only too happy to oblige showing her with the black drawing ink I had in my cupboard. I haven’t seen her write so much in one go totally by herself with no support or cajoling, coaxing or any form of bribery in I don’t know how long. It was awesome!

As soon as Genevieve burst in the door, she desperately wanted to show Stephen her yoga skills. I have no idea why as she hadn’t mentioned it once on the way home!

It was a school day for Genevieve so, of course, I had to wake her up and force her out of bed at 7.45am. A stark contrast the day before when she had been up and running about at the crack of dawn.

Pudding accompanied by both squirty and pouring cream. The children’s eyes lit up when they realised there were two types of cream they could have. I’ve never seen cheesecake disappear from a plate so fast.

We had only been pond dipping for five minutes, and had found just a few snails and dragonfly larvae, when a sudden high-pitched wail was heard. James has fallen into the pond.

Having whipped up a mountain of bubbles in the bath, Genevieve very much enjoyed having bubble boobs again. James, however, could not be convinced to have bubble anything. Not even a bubble beard. Killjoy!

Once we’d got home it was time to clean Genevieve in the bath. Stephen had whisked up a mountain of bubbles with which she had great fun. The highlight was her announcing “look at my bubble boobs”. Needless to say she did a lot of laughing.

There was suddenly a lot of excitement when James spotted a beetle on the patio steps. The garden’s full of wildlife if you stop to look, but sometime James takes a real fancy to a particular bug. We had to tell him that he couldn’t keep it – he wasn’t very happy about that.