First morning of school term today and all is quiet in our house! It’s blooming great…sigh! It’s funny, hubby and i were talking the other day about our children. As a rule you spend the first 3 to 4 years encouraging your children to speak and marvelling at their funny anecdotes, especially when they come out with Pearler’s that have you chuckling for days but then that marvel goes away after a while and we spend the next 15 years or so telling our children to be quiet because their screaming and constant chatter is giving us a headache!! Funny old world really. Both of my boys are chatterboxes but then that’s hardly surprising as both hubs and i can talk the hind leg off a donkey. Him with his i phone stuck to his ear chattering to every dog and its dick and myself to anyone who cares to give me ear-space really! Anyway i digress a little. So yes, my eldest has gone back to school and none too soon. He was more than ready by about four weeks worth. When i think back to the long summer holidays, on the whole they were great if a little boring at times but good fun. My lad has appeared to have enjoyed the holidays but due to lack of funds and the in ability to be legal on the roads yet. We haven’t strayed very far from the home front. There is a limit to how far one goes with children and good times. Trying to explain to Leon that the daily chores have to be done and dusted before the fun begins…is like pulling teeth. Maybe i expect too much from him at such a young age but i think it’s perfectly reasonable to ask a five year old to tidy his toys away when finished. Ah well, maybe this year at school will teach him a little more discipline because as far as how much he hears when i talk is pretty much blah, blah, blah. When his teacher speaks or anyone else for that matter, his hearing couldn’t be clearer.
Well time to get back to my mop and bucket and the mount Fuji of washing waiting to be caressed by my faithful iron. Oh yes and not forgetting the peaceful quiet. Now where’s the tea bags? 😉