What If Adults Behaved Like Kids?....

What If Adults Behaved Like Kids?....

Last week, I had the rare treat of going out for a delicious fry-up at a local café. My husband and I were WITHOUT kids, so I was more excited than usual at the prospect of devouring a massive HOT plate of fried greasy meat and carbs, without having a 5 year old ruin it by announcing that he needs a poo the moment the food arrives at the table. 

I asked for the standard ' Ultimate Champion Breakfast', with toast on the side- and a cup of fine English tea. I was excited...I won't lie.

When the plate arrived,  I saw bacon (nice!) eggs ( Yes!!) and massive sausage (always impressive!!) and Baked Beans ON the toast-NOT on the side as I specifically asked for (GAG!). I have a very sensitive gag reflex as it happens and bean-drenched soggy bread really makes me what to chunder. It's unacceptable to me and I was disappointed. The meal was ruined. Ruined I tell you!!

I pondered how my 3 year old child would have reacted to the situation. If he had received this plate of food, he would have yelled 'YUCK!!!' before pushing the plate out of the way aggressively, perhaps even onto the floor, and demanding a new piece of dry toast. An overboard reaction, yes,  but I am certain that he would have received a positive outcome and a fresh piece of dried toast would have been served up to 'Keep the peace'.

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Operation: School RUN.

Operation: School RUN.

THE FOLLOWING TAKES PLACE BETWEEN 7 AM AND 8 AM ON THE SECOND DAY OF THE SCHOOL TERM.

EVENTS OCCUR IN REAL TIME.

  • 7.AM      Kid 1 and Kid 2 are dragged from their beds.
  • 7.10 AM  Milk is warmed in the microwave for 28 seconds.
  • 7.12 AM  Milk is served. Kid 1 kicks up an almighty stink as his milk is served in an unacceptable receptacle. Receptacle is changed to the appropriate one with an 'Olaf' on the front of it. Crisis averted.
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Time Out.

Time Out.

Something truly exciting happened this week, something that most ordinary people like myself fantasise about on a daily basis...not a lottery win, not a dinner date with Hugh Jackman but

A mini break.....without kids!!!!

Yes, finally all my Christmases came at once as my husband and I headed of to Cardiff for a full 36 hours of pure, uninterrupted freedom whilst our kids threw spaghetti all over their grandparents' house and subjected them to incessant alphabet recitals and midnight chats.

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Letting it go.

Letting it go.

I have a new mantra. It's an amazing one too. It's courtesy of Mr Walt Disney and I believe it may change my outlook on life forever.

                                                               LET. IT .GO.

Three very simple but very profound little words that have really helped me out this week.

This is how:

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