Woohooo!!! Only 5 more days of lunchboxes to pack!
30 November 2012
This morning as I dropped the
kids off at school, I had a very happy thought indeed. Only five more days of lunch boxes to
pack. Yippieee!!!
The lunch box thing is extremely
tedious. Sooo dull and boring. Every day a nice healthy sandwich, some fruit
and a bicci too. Yet it takes time and
finding variations are challenging. At
the moment it’s rolls with lettuce and cheese and even that is not simple. Amber has no butter, just lettuce and
cheese. Luke has very little butter and
mainly likes the white and very crispy bits of the lettuce with lots of
cheese. And Cole uses his roll as a
vehicle for as much butter as possible – easy on the lettuce and cheese. They’re all so different. Amber never finishes her lunch, there’s
always gruesome bits left behind or she takes pity on a friend and shares
everything out, not eating much herself – conveniently I tell you. Luke’s lunchbox comes back squeaky clean –
not a morsel left to be found. And
Cole’s lunchbox always looks as scrumptious as when it left home in the
morning. The Ritalin affects his
appetite, so he usually never even opens it up.
Still I can’t find it in my heart to send him to school empty
handed. Ever hopeful that today is the
day he might just get hungry. Occasionally
he nibbles on the snacks, but never the sarmie.
He tends to wolf it all down once he’s home in the afternoon, when the
Ritalin wears off. So with him, it’s all
big breakfast, to carry him through.
I cherish the holidays with the
kids, but perhaps it’s for purely selfish reasons. No more driving around. No more hurrying up and waiting. No more swimming lessons, dancing lessons, extra-maths,
cricket, tennis, etc. Just down
time. However the downside of holidays
is the inevitable bickering, as they get bored.
Daily excursions are just not an option – they are costly and take
precious time too. Because though they
might be on holiday, sadly I’m not. In
fact, now is my very busiest time. In
the Jumping Castle business, summer is King and I give in to a virtual plethora
of little sayings. I have to strike now
while the iron is hot. Make hay while
the sun shines. You get where I’m going
with this. The winter months are dreary,
so I have to do my thing now. So to keep
them busy, we have the odd friend over and they go to friends too. Their bedrooms are filled with toys. We have dogs to play with, a lovely garden
and a little inflatable splash-pool we put up every summer. It’s not huge, but it serves the purpose to
cool down and the kids and adults have lots of fun in it.
The flipside of the holiday coin
is the long stretches of time. Time in
which I don’t get much done. It is not
really fair for me to be in work, work, work mode. Yet I can’t relinquish my computer to them
for games all of the time, when I need it for myself. I don’t like them on the TV lots either. It feels horribly disloyal and selfish and
awful to say this, but sometimes the very best part of my day is when I drop
them off at school. When I have a bit of
unadulterated time to do my stuff. It’s
not like it’s fun stuff I’m doing – it’s just stuff. I don’t spend my childless mornings lounging
about reading a book, painting me nails and going for tea. I work.
Mainly Jumping Castle stuff (phone calls, e-mails, admin, etc.), a bit
of blogging if I’m lucky and time allows, grocery shopping and such. These are things that take way longer with
the kids in tow.
We have certain words in our
house that we don’t use. So, I suppose
more aptly, we don’t have certain words in our house. Obviously swearing falls in this category,
however us adults do have our flaws and occasionally indulge – we’re human
after all and parental perfection is severely overrated. Then we also don’t do “hate”, “ja” and
“bored” or “boring”. The hate thing is
obvious. And then for some or other odd
reason, I don’t like my kids saying “ja”.
It just sounds terrible to me.
They absolutely always say “yes” instead of “ja” – I know it’s quirky,
but there you go. We don’t even think
about it and I trained them from little
– none of us do “ja” unless we’re speaking Afrikaans. They probably do it out of earshot all of the
time, but at least refrain in my presence.
But probably the biggest no-no of all is the b-word. We all have moments when we don’t know what
to do and I know that technically that qualifies as being bored, yet my kids
have no excuse. They have each other to
play with and entertain, toys, puzzles, books, music, instruments, pets,
outside, etc. The sky is the limit. Every so often they’ll say to me “I’m the
b-word” and then I simply remind them of all the options available to them and
shoo them away. Sometimes when you are
the b-word, alone time is just the best.
A long gone fond memory of before I had kids – alone time. Now, they even NEED me when I’m on the loo. Nothing is sacred and very little time and
space belongs just to me. In fact is
there any?
So for now, in the back of my
mind, I’ll stock up on some standard replies and answers for when they come to
me and say they’re the b-word. Amber
loves baking and making salads and treats in the kitchen – so that’s her sorted. I just need to make sure I have an ample
supply of baking gear. Cole’s little
heart goes pitter patter when you give him a few lengths of wood, some nails a
hammer and tell him to go for it. And
all Luke needs is technology – his Blackberry, a computer, his Playstation or
the TV. The trick however is steering
him away from technology. But at the
moment, he’s trying to earn a bit of bucks to pay back his debt for his latest
PC game – so he’ll be doing chores. He
spent a fun-fun-fun afternoon yesterday varnishing our outdoor furniture. The b-word dilemma – all sorted out.
Roll on only 5 more days of school
– I’m just so ready for the holidays!
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