James insisted that today’s story featured his new monster trucks and also included a cameo from Grandad Lawrie as a woodcutter. This meant that Grandma Lindsey began diligently telling the famous tale of Goldilocks and the Three Bears and the Woodcutter and the Monster Trucks.
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Quarantine birthday parties are no fun
The kids and I made some models with a block of really old air-dry clay. We made: some shapes to paint into unicorns, dinosaurs and ladybirds; some tiny fairy houses; a couple of pinch pots; and two Olaf snowmen. Lots of mess but also lots of fun.
Never trust a four-year-old an iPad
At some point during the day, James sneaked off to play with my iPad. No idea how but there are a lot of selfies as evidence, and some are even quite good!
Welcome to our art gallery: we have rainbow paintings, window drawings and decorated rocks
The kids requested rainbow painting as the morning’s activity. Despite the water being poured all over the table and floor, and Genevieve having to be constantly reminded not to spray or flick the paint, I do think they enjoyed it.
Catapults aren’t just for Dennis the Menace
We attempted some garden time but, once James had watered his sunflowers, the kids decreed it was too cold for them and wanted to stay inside. So we watched the Lego Ninjago movie instead while I had a much needed snooze.
Rainbow sharks, apple crumble and a temperature spike
Megan and the children got creative in the kitchen. Apples were sliced, spiced and cooked, and a bowl of crumble topping was mixed together – what a treat. Megan and I have a difference of opinion when it comes to the ideal crumble to filling ratio (I prefer a thinner layer and tarter apples), but as head chef she was in charge of all things crumble for the day.
It turns out that 300-piece jigsaws aren’t suitable for six-year olds
Stephen and I had a bit of an emotional heart-to-heart about what we’d do once he was better. Kids being kids, this was soon interrupted quite unexpectedly and unceremoniously by Genevieve who came bursting in wearing false glasses, nose and moustache. You couldn’t make it up!
An egg-stremely egg-citing day of chocolate egg-cess
Easter Sunday wouldn’t be complete without an Easter egg hunt. It was greatly enjoyed (although there was some bickering about who found the next clue), especially when the end was reached and lots of eggs were located.
We can’t go to the beach, but a paddling pool is nearly as good
I took the opportunity to do some doodling while the kids were in the pool. It was sadly short lived as they were more intent on emptying the pool of water and spraying it all over me rather than playing with it nicely. Joy.
Joe Exotic may be Tiger King, but Stephen is definitely Tiger-Toast King
I had a parenting win by remembering to put sun cream on both children, but this was swiftly followed by a fail as I missed James’s neck as well as myself entirely. Oh well. You win some and you lose some.