We got the key...

We had a Family Dog day today. I felt kind of bad about it, not inviting anyone round or taking the kids anywhere, or indeed doing anything of note at all but seeing as we've got people coming round on the 25th, 27th, 28th, 29th, 30th annnnnnddddd the 31st I'm not going to sweat it too much.

So we did some lovely things today and we
tried to ignore the hyper activity and down right BOOMING shouting, roaring and even screaming. It was bedlam. But it was also lovely (I can say that now they are a long time in bed and I've done my veggie prep and have a glass of wine in hand - though that has been present for most of the day).

Normally when we sit down together to eat we have a wee game we play called '3 things' where we tell 3
things that happened to us so the others can hear about our day (this was started when Arlo entered the mute period where he'd rather stick pins in his eyes than tell us what he'd been doing at nursery).

Normally Ida tells us she 1) went to nursery, 2) played camping with Jay and 3) didnt get to go for a wee walk. Arlo's is usually 1) I went to school, 2) i played with Harvey, 3) I ate all my packed lunch.

Anyway, we didn't get a chance to play it today but I'm pretty sure Ida's would have been 1) I don't want a bath 2) I don't like Santa 3) I don't want a bath. And Arlo's would have been 1) I had to get peeled off the ceiling 2) I went out to play in the middle of a storm wearing shorts and t-shirt 3) I had to get peeled off the ceiling.

Tomorrow is going to be insane. I'm gonna be all zen about it though. And if its too much I can sneak into the next door neighbour's summer house. Nobody would ever think to look for me there...

Merry Christmas Blipland. You rock my world x