Saturday 7 April 2012: Folding clothes..
771/365: ... subtitled, 'Maddy picking the smallest job to do when all around was mess and chaos'.
A good approach.
Moments after this, she had a melt down because I asked her to clear some space on her floor so that I could hoover it. This was all part of the great 'moving room' trauma of 2012. We decided a few days ago that the children should go back to sharing a room for a variety of reasons - mainly to do with Maddy being rude, them falling out over sharing, wrecking stuff all the time and generally being kinda selfish. So, the idea is that they share a room and *have* to get along together. And if they learn to respect each others stuff even a tiny bit more, then perhaps that might rub off on the way they behave towards other stuff.
Now, I realise older and wiser parents are now laughing at my naivety. But, at least doing this has meant that we got to have a proper clear out of stuff - broken toys, old books, plastic junk from goodness knows where. It was unbelievably disgusting in both of their rooms and at least now everything is vaguely tidy in one room!
The rest of the day was a normal Saturday - kids had swimming lessons in the morning and we managed to almost be late as some how we'd slipped into holiday mode and forgotten about the lessons. Maddy's lesson was good - she's really found her confidence and the moment where she was asked to demonstrate her front crawl for the rest of the class had me almost weeping with pride. Again, I know how ridiculous that sounds - but she's come such a long way and it was lovely to see her just get on with it! Felix's lesson was good - he tries so hard but decodes all of the instructions to the n-th degree and as a result turns into a clunky swimming robot all jerky and juddery with the sound of his mental cogs whirring the whole time!
PS Back blip because I just didn't feel like blipping last night
PPS Go me, breaking with convention!