Day One of Sam being back at work, preschool doesn’t start for another week, and Arlo’s post-Christmas entertainment expectations are high.

We had been to the delivery office, rode his bike around the park, fed the ducks, and watched two hours of Cbeebies, all before 11am.

I was then requested to construct a delivery office so we could play a riveting role play game of “Postal Workers”.


After lunch came the Hotwheels portion of the day. Bloody hell, that stuff isn’t quick to put together. And Arlo was little help.

“Where does this bit go, Arlo?”
“I don’t know, Dada usually does that bit… I want Dada back from work now.”


Next up was jigsaws. Then train track. Then more Cbeebies. Then chocolate.

And Rory? Well, his demands are a little more simple.


I don’t uphold this standard of entertainment as a rule (hence why I’m blogging about the one time we had a day full of activities, hah). Nope. Usually I let preschool do the stimulating activities and then it’s home for lunch and a laid back afternoon of doing not very much at all (but still doing everything at the same time, if you know what I mean?)

But this week is different. I don’t want to disappoint Arlo. And I want to keep my mind off the fact that we are now in the least exciting, longest part of winter. We need to keep moving, we need to keep busy, we need to get out of the house.

I think I might have hinted before that I don’t like winter (mega sarcasm alert). It makes me anxious, it makes me cagey. On a dry day – fine. But nothing is more claustrophobic than being stuck inside with small children during periods of bad weather or illness. And winter feels like one long period of illness and bad weather to me.

The days are long but the years are short, as someone once said. And although it’s not a cure-all, I do try to remind myself of this. Because when I’m older and I have all the time in the world to pursue careers and hobbies, I bet I’ll be sitting there wishing I could go back to when they were small, just for one day.


  1. I am so over Winter already. Scary to think last year we had nearly five months before any nice weather, luckily the hot summer made up for it. Really hope we get it one again this year, with some hot weather in March. Then it’s only two months to go x

    1. I forgive all delay in reaching summer last year for the fact that we actually had a PROPER summer. Fingers crossed for more of the same this year.

  2. I think it’s the greyness of everything. I always try to be knitting something really colourful in January to counteract the prevailing gloom! I don’t mind if it snows, but grey and rainy is hard on the cheeriest soul! Fingers crossed for some sunshine soon.

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