Half Term: Heaven or Hell…?

So, we’re in the throws of the February half-term which, for the most part, I’ll enjoy.  I love that we don’t have to be anywhere unless we’ve chosen to be.  I love that I don’t have to set an alarm.  I love how Boy 2 is so easily entertained by Boy 1.  Yes, there will be more squabbles I’m sure, and certainly more negotiating over screen-time with Boy1.  So far, so good on that front.  And the weather has been kind…

Here’s what we have planned:

  • A trip to The Elves & The Shoemaker for obligatory half term foot measuring
  • A visit from the lovely Lucas and Bodhi
  • Our first meeting to help establish a free-school for Canterbury
  • Impromptu lunches with our lovely next door neighbours
  • Bike and scooter riding
  • Going to see Strange Face Theatre’s adaptation of Pinnochio at the Gulbenkian
  • Junk Modelling
  • Ginger and dark chocolate flapjack-making
  • Homework project on someone famous (Boy1 has chosen George Lucas)
  • Potty training for Boy 2 (Day 3, so far so good!)
  • Learning to tie shoelaces for Boy 1 (He has chosen some awesome school shoes but they have laces…so we are trying this before buying!)

 

That’s all the fun stuff.  Of course, the list that’s shoved conveniently to the back of my mind consists of things more akin to:

  • Make time to remove the cobwebs from the house which are now beyond a joke
  • sort out the fuss with NPower before they decide to sue us
  • Try not to panic about the impending redundancies at The Man’s place of work
  • Renew Boy1’s passport
  • Attempt not to go through some sort of personal crisis when both my parents and his parents are out of the country simultaneously
  • Get around to reading ‘Teach Your Own’ by John Holt before someone else at the library requests it (its taken me 6 months to get to the top of the waiting list). 

You catch my drift?  Sound familiar??  Meditation? Perhaps in March…

But what is half-term really  for?  Its to give us all a chance to catch our breath and recharge the batteries.  I need to take a leaf out of this little one’s book –

Jody pooped

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