Today, after a morning at work, I picked the girls up from their Aunties, and we started the ‘Summer Bucket Lists’. The dog needed a walk so we headed to a local dog walking park that has acres of fields and woodland. Perfect, kill two birds with one stone, or so to speak.
At first, it was hard not to think of the long list of jobs I needed to do this afternoon, mainly cleaning chores, but with some encouragement from the kids, we explored. Both girls climbed trees, (I climbed one too, just to show them how it’s done of course) went off the beaten track, collected some bits up to make a collage picture (Summer homework from school) and roley polyed down a really big Hill. We had fun, we giggled and they got filthy. I had to remind myself, it’s fine, their in old clothes and it’ll wash out. I really must remember to leave the grown up at work!!!
When we got back home, we all quenched out thirsts, the dog collapsed from all the running, and the girls were quite happy to go off and play on their own to let me get dinner on the go, no bickering or winding each other up. RESULT! I even managed a few little jobs while the dinner was cooking.
After dinner, the girls asked to have a water fight in the garden. After the grown up and inner child battled in my head the inner child won, well they come to a compromise instead. OK, I thought this would be the perfect opportunity for me to get dinner cleared away and the kitchen cleaned, another job down and I could watch them from the kitchen window. Enjoying and laughing with them. Holly asked to get her costume on but I reminded them both that their clothes were dirty anyway so they may as well stay in them. This made them both extremely happy, it seemed oh so much more fun for them to have a fully clothed water fight. It started with water guns but they felt they weren’t getting wet enough so out came the hose. OK, adult and inner child compromised again, and as they were using the hose they could water the plants while they were there, another job down, GET IN.
Water Fight over, they were absolutely soaked, dripping wet. Straight in to the shower they went, WHAT, WAIT A MINUTE!!!! No argument, no battle. Kids were clean and in their PJ’S just bedtime to go. OK, so far so good, a bit of chill out in front of the TV and a hot chocolate. The time has come for bedtime and their both happy to go. OH WOW. Who cares if all those jobs/chores didn’t get done. The kids are happy, the dog is happy and I’m happy.