Sunday, 29 June 2008
I have this sneaking suspicion that there will be some significant retraining happening beyond my picket fence, for the next three weeks.
You see, my children are extroverts. Heaven forbid that we should be content to be with ourselves and enjoy our own company without any help from other people! I threatened them yesterday with the notion that perhaps we should go nowhere and do nothing so that they learn to entertain themselves and enjoy the slower pace that holidays provide us with!
Poor Mr Busy seems to be the only one who may be happy to just play with his sisters. When he begged Miss Mischief to come and play 'offices' with him she said "No! I'm tired of playing boy things" (ok, that's news to me. I thought that was a generic kids game!) he said "OK, let's play a girls game", to which she responded in exasperation "What would YOU know about girl games, you're a BOY". Poor little man! He tried so hard to be accommodating.
Oh to have children that revel in being at home!