Sunday 5 June 2011: The simple things...
464/365: ... like this beautifully laid table at Rufford Abbey are often the best. This is where we went today for a walk and to let the children whinge in public. Since they'd exhausted all corners of the house it only seemed fair to inflict their 'joy' on the rest of Nottinghamshire.
Actually, they weren't that bad - it was more best-of-friends to (s)he-hurt-me to best-of-friends to (s)he-took-my-thing etc etc which was a bit wearing this morning. For example, I saw them playing a really cool game in the back garden, using picnic blankets and a slice of pure imagination. And then moments later there was a chorus of crying as they both followed each other around, tormenting the life from their game.
Being a good parent, I ignored them whilst hanging the washing out. Then spent a little more time ignoring them whilst doing the weeding. Then just a shade more as I prepared lunch and made a sweet potato thing for dinner (met with a chorus of 'I don't like that' when I served it up... but then both kids had second helpings - go figure!). Right now, they're in 'best of friend's mode again. Which is a relief. But it won't last. It's been one of those kinda days!
At least Rufford Abbey (to get back to my original pic!) was good. They have what's left of the Abbey set up with tables and writing desks. And the tables are heaving with beautifully carved... but completely wooden... food. Which for some reason I couldn't take my eyes off. I think it was my inner photography nerd going 'ooooh, look at what the light is doing in bouncing off the surfaces that would make a good shot' though obviously I had to pretend it was because of my deep fascination with all things historical! :o)
Oh... update... Maddy's just come in with a long face and is complaining she's lost something. What the something is, I'm not sure - and she's explained it to me twice. 'It's a metal hoop with a stick and it has a little thing and then a little kind of bobble switch that you can move up and down and it's silver'. Any guesses??
Actually, writing that down, I think it might be the end of a key ring. That sounds plausible? Right? Hang on... she's just come in with a drawing of it, and it looks nothing like. It's a bit like a doorbell with a cross running through it and arrows to show how it moves.
Mad child 1 : Powers of deduction 0
PS She's now droning on to me about it so much that I cannot concentrate to continue!
PPS She's also got 8 plaits in her hair today...
PPPS ... my daughter resembles an annoying spider. *twitch*