Good evening friends!
The sunday feeling is in full force over here, made better only by the fact that tomorrow marks the first day of the last week of term! No more frantic school runs for a long while after that. Anyway, we thought we’d talk about what a Sunday looks like for us.
Ideally it takes two of us to achieve everything that needs doing, so I set this day aside to be Mama’s right-hand-lady. I’ll admit I’ve been slacking a bit lately and plus, I’m grateful for any distractions.
My day started at 2am when I was woken by the boys, for whom every night is a sleepover party. You’d think it’d be the babies that cause us sleepless nights, hey. We had a slow breakfast, as is standard for us on sundays. By slow I mean we started at 10:30am, and by breakfast I mean tea and biscuits. Oops! The time before this is spent lazing around, watching movies and reading books while Mum makes the beds and tidies the bedrooms.
I then took Ted to his pre-school ‘graduation’ party, as this’ll be his final week there. The staff at this pre-school go above and beyond to be loving and supportive, so he adores being there. Primrose totally flourished under their care and Ted has followed in her footsteps by growing from shy and cautions, to inquisitive, assertive and a little sassy. Fingers crossed Frank has the same experience!
There’s nothing quite like a children’s party. I’ve bathed, and I still feel sticky. Also, a pale pink smock was a bad choice from me, since I spent my time contending with bright blue icing, slimy bubble fingers and damp grass. Still, the boys had so much fun, and it’s difficult to feel sad or sleepy when surrounded by sugar-charged, excitable children.
We then came home for lunch (Mum made sandwiches) and den building in the garden.
Later in the afternoon the boys hit the cinema to watch the new Despicable Me movie, whilst Prim and I stayed at home to bake shortbread (recipe post coming soon). It was a case of making sure everyone was doing something, and nobody felt hard done by – the eternal struggle around here. Meanwhile Mum did her usual Sunday jobs, including lining up tomorrow’s school uniforms (in age order and even down to pants and socks, obviously). You might be disappointed to know that there’s no secret behind being as organised as she is; she simply works like a crazy lady. She also had our van cleaned and took the boys to the garden centre for some things to jazz up our back garden.
We had a roast for dinner, which was a lot more appetising now that the weather has cooled down. This included 2kg of potatoes, 40 yorkshire puddings and three saucepans of veg. The boys spent most of the meal dissecting their mange tout to examine the peas inside, and I must’ve said “please use your cutlery” around 20 times – absoluely no exaggeration there. This was followed up by the shortbread Prim and I made, and coconut rice pudding. YUM.
It’s now 9:30pm and it’s finally semi-quiet here. My week will be spent at the day unit which, though exhausting and tedious like you would not believe, is proving helpful in so many ways. School for the others, and rushing around like a taxi service for Mama.
Apologies if you find this sort of ‘day in the life’ style post boring, but we (and Mum especially) recieve so many questions about this type of thing.
Where are you in the world, and what did your sunday look like?
All our love,