WELL, MONDAY MORNING ARRIVED and I have to say I wasn’t my usual anxious, worried self while throwing Jamie through the playschool doors! I did however, have a wee Mel Gibson moment though..
It was like Christmas morning in our house before we left. Jamie was so excited to be getting back to playschool and see his wee friends. Lily was excited because Jamie was excited and although she knew he was going back to playschool, I’m not sure she fully understood what that meant.
And me? Well, after we got Jamie in and settled, we joined the queue of parents running out of the doors for the car park, I had a list as long as my arm of stuff to do in the house that I had absolutely no chance getting done while Jamie was at home.
- Clean the fridge
- Clean the oven
- Sort wardrobes and bag up outgrown clothes
This was on top of the usual stuff – like a quick dust, hoover, make the beds and a quick bathroom clean. I glanced at the clock.
9.30am.
Right, two and a half hours to get it done. Lily is always happy pottering about playing or wanting to helping me.
Easy. Mrs Hinch – move aside!
Right I’ll start with the usual stuff and get that out of the road first. Lily was content sitting at the table colouring in her unicorn book.
I nipped round with the duster and just as I was about to plug the hoover in…
“Mummy? Where’s Jamie gone?” Asks Lily.
“Jamie’s at playschool remember?” I said. Lily just carried on with her colouring in.
I cracked on like Kim & Aggie on speed.
Hoovering – check!
“Mummy? Where’s Jamie gone? I miss Jamie.” Says Lily.
“Oh I know Lil, but you’ll see him soon. We’ll be going to lift Jamie from playschool in a wee while okay?” I replied.
“Okay.” She said.
“Okay, you want to come with me upstairs while I make the beds?” I ask.
“Mummy, I miss Jamie.” Lily says.
Oh the poor wee soul. She must be wondering why her wee world has changed again. I realised there was absolutely no chance of getting anything else done and decided to spend the rest of the time we had just playing and spending time together.
When it was time to get ready and collect Jamie, I might as well have told Lily we were going to Disneyland. She was so excited and threw her jacket and boots on and stood at the door waiting on me impatiently.
The new set up for dropping off and collecting the kids at the playschool was brilliant, although Lily was beside herself waiting in the queue to get in the door to see Jamie. He came running out of the room and gave us both a hug. We got loads of stories all about his morning on the walk back to the house. He had a ball!
“Lily really missed you Jamie.” I told him while he was getting tucked into his second lunch of the day!
“That’s nice.” Jamie replied.
“No I didn’t!” Shouts Lily from the living room.
“Yes you did Lily, you kept telling me how much you missed him!” I said surprised.
“No that wasn’t me Mummy.” She stated.
“Oh, right. Well, I bet Jamie missed you Lily.” I said.
“No I didn’t miss her Mummy.” Says Jamie defiantly.
Fox. Ache.
Normal business resumed that afternoon. The pair of them fought over what to play with, what to watch on the telly, pretty much fought over everything they could. I got nothing done as usual. Back to normal then.
That evening, James got home and Jamie told him all about his playschool adventures over dinner. Both Jamie and Lily were exhausted from their busy day, so before the fighting commenced again, I thought I’d get them into the bath for a bit before bed much to Jamie and Lily’s delight.
“Right Jamie, put your clothes into the laundry basket and go and sit on the toilet before you get into the bath.” I said, while getting Lily undressed.
“No Mummy, I want to pee like Daddy!” Says Jamie.
“Err, okay. Do you know…” and before I could finish, Jamie was standing all proud of himself. (sic)
“Well done Jamie!” I said all proud of him.
“Mummy I need to go to the toilet too!” Shouts Lily.
“Okay Lil, hang on, let me…”
“No Mummy! I want to pee like Daddy as well!” states Lily.
“Aw Lil, girls don’t go like that. That’s only for boys. Girls sit down.” I explained.
“Aww why Mummy?” Asks Lily.
“Err, because it’s easier for girls to go that way.” I explained again.
“But I can do it like Jamie and Daddy!” She says all determined.
And I’m pretty sure she could. And with a better aim as well!
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