I had my lovely grand children over on the weekend which happened to be one week before Easter 2012. I love having them but I also like seeing them go after a day and night of entertaining their busy little minds and bodies. I’d love to have them longer but unfortunately I have a day job that pretty much exhausts me after a long week. So I like to think I’m helping out my daughter and son-in-law with a much needed night off from the kids. I know I loved it when my Mum had the kids overnight. And more power to her too, she was much older than me and I had three kids to drop off. I didn’t give my Mum enough credit for it – miss you Mum!
The weekend starting off with an Easter egg hunt near my place. Unfortunately my daughter was a couple of minutes late so we turned up just as 100s of kids where running around madly looking for Easter eggs. Mind you, the eggs hunt was conducted on a cricket ground so the eggs weren’t hard to find and because the venue wasn’t clearly marked we also missed out on getting a balloon and an egg basket. So poor little Matilda (3 years old) managed to find one broken egg. Poor little Charlie missed out all together. However, we did notice some kids with overflowing egg baskets. My daughter noticed one mother with an overflowing basket, she also noticed this women and her kids resembled the overstuffed fat family you see on “Save my family” – the show where an expert shows them how to change their eating ways.
Oh well, back home to my place where we’d enjoy a nice morning tea of baby cappuccinos and soon after my daughter left us to get on with Nanni night and day care.
PS: Sometimes having my daughter over with the kids just adds to the kiddy tally.
After morning tea I set the kids up for a morning of craft. Matilda loves loves loves her craft. And I love love love it too – it keeps her occupied for ages. Charlie on the other hand is good for one or two paintings then he’s done. He moves on to blocks, trucks or generally wondering from one game to another. We just need to ensure he doesn’t jump off the 9th floor balcony.
I’ve noticed as the kids get older they’re developing their communication skills, they have opinions and on many occasions opposing ones to ours. It’s the later that causes the most stand-offs and this weekend’s standoff – the dummy!
Me: Charlie – you can’t have your dummy until you go to bed.
Charlie: Yes I can.
Me: No you can’t.
Charlie: Yes and he beings to cry.
You just can’t reason with a little boy who cries, they know it and I know it.
Me: Ok, he’s your dummy then, but you can only have it for 5 minutes.
Meanwhile after 15 minutes of peace of quiet and no arguments with a 2 year old the whole matter is forgotten and Charlie’s busy sucking on his dummy.
Charlie 2nd, Nanni 3rd – but 1st place goes to peace and quiet!