What a difference a day makes!!
We got woken up this morning by Louis throwing our bedroom door open on his eager way to the lego room. “It’s FIVE to SEVEN!!” Ron wailed. He wails, because he’s the default morning parent when he’s home. I get to roll over and drift back to sleep. This is me still making him pay for going on tour for 10 weeks at a time. So, he got up, and twenty minutes later brought me coffee and my laptop.
And this is pretty much how most mornings go. I sit in bed with one curtain drawn, letting in the muted morning light, drinking coffee and doing stuff that mildly resembles work, and sometimes looks like Facebook. Ron and the kids organise (that should read, negotiate) what’s for breakfast. And at some point, I get up and get going.
Today, we were “booked” to go to the daffodil farm in Central Hawke’s Bay – just south of Waipukurau, and my crazy friends were making us be there at the ungodly hour of 9:30. As a rule, I don’t book anything before 10am, so, it’s testament to my delight in hanging around with them that I hauled arse and we were in the car at 9:05 ready for take off.
So, our unschooling collective gathered at Taniwha, reconnected, walked around, chatted and picked some flowers. I made some videos for our You Tube channel, we discussed maths, and teeth, and family reunions. The kids ran around doing stuff which I’m happily oblivious about, and by the end of it we had two lovely bunches of daffodils and full hearts.
We got home and the kids watched the tele – The Kratt Brothers is a hit at the moment – and I uploaded the videos and made a new opening credit using our logo (insert super-proud emoji here) and fiddled around with the editing.
Ron got home from helping out my dad, and relaxed on the couch with the kids before we all headed outside and did some jobs. I was doing the final coat on our new black board, so asked Ron to get all the nails out of the hole where it’s going (it’s covering the old doorway into our bathroom). He sub-contracted the job.
The kids and Ron loaded the new sand into the sand pit, and then the kids had fun making volcanoes and spreading the new sand around the sand pit. I just love listening to them having fun together. Joss has the most amazing laugh, it’s a full on chuckle, and we got to hear a lot of it this afternoon.
I tried again to figure out the hot water cylinder debacle, and this time, I think I might have found something. So I was busy researching that while the kids brought more sand inside, and Louis ran Joss a foot bath because she has a thing about having sandy feet. And Ron was busy out in the shed trying to Tetris all our extra shit into a super-tight bundle so that it magically looks like we’re organised and minimalist.
Just as the sun was going down Joss built a gigantic train track, I used a new skill and counter-sunk some screws (need that super proud emoji again), and then decided it was probably time for dinner so clambered over the train track to do that.
And now, they’re all in bed again, and I’m here, about to eat some chocolate, and decide what to do with the quiet hours of the evening.