It's raining, it's pouring...
Thursday, 7 June 2012
To say Half Term is a bit of a washout would be somewhat of an understatement. Thing One and Thing Two had been loving their freedom at playing outside with their friends and the un-jungled garden however, it's too wet to play out and besides, the swing needs re cementing. So in lieu of anything to do they've been intermittently trying to throttle each other and mine and The Husbands fragile sanity. In what is seemingly tradition the past few years now the school holidays are here The Mother has jetted off to her place in Spain so we can't even have respite by sending them to sleep at her house and due to aforementioned weather it's rather difficult to separate them to let them have some space as usually The Husband would take Thing One on an epic walk.
I don't think The Toddler has quite forgiven Thing One and Thing Two yet for interfering with his peaceful sibling free days.
I actually like the rain, in a way. I find peace in the sound of it and solace in the smell. I get an urge to just go out, alone, and lay in it. One day I'll humour that urge.