Monday craft

Monday again today, groundhog day again, or groundhog morning. I woke my daughter, helped her get dressed and we went downstairs. Daddy was sat enjoying the lights of the Christmas tree and my 7 year old was as usual on the iPad. The children ate their toast and we then finished getting ready for school. It was then we realised that we could not find our son’s lunch box. Things were so hectic on Friday when we got home that we hadn’t noticed that we did not have it. We searched the kitchen and the car and it was not there. I had it in my hand on Friday afternoon in his classroom.  He had lost his school fleece jacket and we stopped to talk to his teacher. I must have put it down and then forgot it as my son found it at school.

It is so easy to get distracted and then lose something. I nearly lost my mobile phone a few days ago delivering Christmas cards.  I had left it on someone’s doorstep, thankfully I remembered it as I reached the pavement.

We got out of the door on time and left daddy at work. Then we drove to school, once parked we sat in the car talking and listened to Chris Rea’s, driving home for Christmas, before going in.

We walked into the breakfast club, the school Christmas tree shining as we walked into the hall. I left them ordering their breakfast, my 5 year old was excited because she saw they had Weetabix. I left them both and started my work day, the traffic today was heavy around the town. My day was busy and productive, but I’m glad that the work day is over.

The children had a good day at school. My 7 year old was upset because the school had had a craft afternoon and parents had been invited. He was hoping that I might come but I was at work and had forgotten about it. Being so close to Christmas and a weeks leave next week I could not have attended as too much to do. The fish in the featured image was made by my son this afternoon.

I mended by daughters carebear for her. I have asked her to please look after him and not make another hole, she was surprised to see his hole stitched overIt was lucky that I had the right colour blue thread. I struggle with invisible thread which was my other option.

The children have  Christmas dinner on Wednesday and are allowed to wear Christmas jumpers. Unfortunately, I have left this a bit late, my daughter already has a jumper but I needed to find one for my son. I panic bought one from Asda in size 7 – 8 which is his exact size, he is a June birthday.  Usually I would buy the next size up so he has room to grow, he will soon be too big for this one. He is happy with it, but it is typical that they didn’t have size 8 – 9.  I think I need to prepare for Christmas jumper day in advance next year.

My daughter read her book this evening, my son has left his at school along with his spellings. We need to make sure we practice them properly this week and learn them as last week was a rush on Thursday night.

Both children were awkward going to bed tonight. Jumping around and bouncing on their beds. My son was the most tired and he was the first to lie in bed and pull up the duvet. I left my daughter drawing and colouring in her book, she would not just go to sleep.

I have had a few problems with the driver side tyre on my car. It keeps losing air pressure, slowly but it is losing. Tonight I was walking around my car in my pyjamas, wellies, coat and air compressor, trying to get the front tyres to about 37psi or 2.6 bar. It’s hard because I know they lose pressure in the cold and gain when it is hot. The pressures have been tested when the car is still warm, so maybe not to accurate and tonight they were cold. I wish I knew more about cars, all I know is how to drive them.

Daddy meanwhile was looking after the kids trying to convince them to go to bed. I’m not sure whether to take it to a tyre garage in the morning as I do not want a big bill, especially if I’m stressing over nothing.  However last week in the space of a week they lost about 3.5psi or is this just a temperature thing? Yes, I am a worrier.

So it is my day off tomorrow, I can either do the shopping or take my car to the garage. It would help if daddy had helped check the tyres over the last week but hey maybe I am just as capable.   It would be nice to do neither tomorrow and just relax and do nothing. However, if I do go to the garage at least they can put my mind at rest.

Anyway, I am now going to go and get some rest, ready for the challenges of tomorrow morning and being mum.

For more Christmas see, Happy Christmas poetry.