I'm aware that this is a Broody Tuesday entry being posted on a Weighty Wednesday, but take pity - I write this from the depths of my bed, feeling sorry for my swollen sinuses and sandpaper throat. I'm praying that Mini Milk will have mercy and nap for longer than half a hour to give me a break from dealing with his illness to wallow in my own for a bit. Ill momma and ill baby...it's like worstcasescenario bingo. All I need is for the dog to puke and Half Pint to injure himself playing in the xBox* and I'll have a full house.
It is a typical story for me that any hint of downtime opens the floodgates for the dreaded lurgie. The summer holidays kicked off at 1pm on Friday and by 10am on Sunday I felt like crap. True, the summer holidays isn't downtime for me, but this is a painful example of an important lesson that I often try to drill into Half Pint - life isn't fair. In fact, life can be a nasty wee cow when the mood takes her.
Actually, I blame Mini Milk. He's been going to his new nursery to settle him in before he has to attend properly, and has picked up a runny nose which seems to house all the different shades of green known to man. i think he may have even created some shades of his own...seriously, I was literally one pixel of rationality away from Instagramming it. My attempts at pinning him down in order to mop the bogeys up while he thrashes about wildly have achieved nothing more than to smear the snot all over his face. I've given up and now just offer myself as a giant tissue, so with snail trails on both shoulders, my chest and even my hair it was only a matter of time before I was struck down too. Bleugh.
But with my return to work imminent, and the fact I only get two weeks of his summer holiday with him, I'm determined that not even the plague will dampen things for Half Pint. We're taking today to plan out things for our trip to Bristol to go Gromit spotting, making some summer holiday goals using this cute printable, and maybe just do some rainy day things like puzzles or board games (though that depends entirely on whether Mini Milk will let us, or whether he will just try to choke himself on small pieces...).
We've already packed in a fair bit this week. I took Half Pint to spend some WH Smith vouchers on new books, so he got the first three Percy Jackson novels. That wasn't without drama though - bad momma wouldn't let him buy any more Wimpy Kid-style books now that he's proved his reading worth by powering through all the Harry Potter books. We've reached a compromise though - he can take out "easy" books from the library, but any books he spends money on have to be a bit more challenging. Yes, I've turned into my mother (still haven't forgiven her for blocking my Sweet Valley and Babysitters Club addictions...). On Monday we tried to visit the People's Palace but it was closed. We still had a good day though, with lunch in the Winter Gardens, a trip to the Cathedral and a wander around the Necropolis (which will get its own blog post, as this meant I completed another Day Zero goal!). And yesterday while Mini Milk was at nursery I took Half Pint on the Tall Ship, which was so good it deserves it's own blog post too. We're planning on heading up the Titan Crane tomorrow, and possibly a trip to Rothesay on Friday too. I'll be knackered by the time I start work, but it will be worth it to cram in a whole summer's worth of days out into just one week!
I need to plan some things for both boys - Half Pint in particular - to keep them occupied at granny's house for the rest of the summer. Any ideas or links for preteens or babies would be very welcomed. If you've stopped by I'd love to know what your holiday plans are too, cos I'm nosey like that.
*is he the only kid who can't sit still when playing computer games? He's not even using the Kinect, yet I can hear him jumping about from up here.
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