This morning Lucas’ Speechie *Melissa was due at 10:30 am.
So imagine my surprise when the doorbell rung at 9:30 and there she was smiling on my doorstep – and all of the kids and I still in our pyjamas!
We laughed it off and I made some lighthearted jokes about school holidays making me lazy and feebly apologised for the state of my
disgustingly untidy , completely neglected and totally unkept slightly messy house.
I wanted the ground to swallow me up.
I had planned to spend 9:30 – 10:30 going around like a rocket hiding toys under beds, stacking the dishwasher (with EVERYTHING on the kitchen bench whether it belonged in there or not).
My reasoning was that I could always fix it later after she left but the bench would at least look tidy - and hiding things in the oven (another quick fix method of mine) then hanging a tea towel over the front so guests are none the wiser.
I’d also planned to close the kid’s bedroom doors, hide all the dirty clothes on the laundry floor in the washing machine and wipe down the bathroom basin with a few baby wipes and finishing the whole thing of with a few sprays of lavender room air mist through the whole house, lighting my “strawberry fields” aromatherapy candle and generally giving that “display home” look and smell that she’s used to seeing when she’s here
But Oh, crap. She totally caught me out.
I was standing in the living room in my old ratty pyjamas, bed hair, coffee breath, feral children running around sockless (freezing tiled floors) and every toy they ever owned strewn throughout the house.
I can’t forget to mention the breakfast cereal bowls and glasses still on the table and the cocoa bombs that had fallen to the floor under careless children’s chairs that had been walked on and crunched into the grout on the tiles.
I think poor *Melissa was quite shocked at my dishevelled appearance and I mumbled something about needing more caffeine, a shower and less children!
To make matters worse- she then told me what she had planned for today’s session.
Wait for it………
She wanted to include all of the children, and wanted them each (and also me) to think of 3 things that we all enjoy doing on our own and something that we all like to do together……and then she was going to take photos of us all doing our special things and she was going to print them up and make a poster.
Urrrggghhhh! I looked down at my stained pjs and over at the kids in the mismatched old hand-me-downs and cringed.
I then had to run around like a fire chief evacuating a burning building and throw some outfits at the kids and go and have a “deodorant and perfume” shower myself .
I did it in record time and even managed to shut the kid’s bedroom doors before *Melissa went any where near them!
We all chose our “favourite” activities.
Lucas chose : bubble blowing, cuddling his puppy toy, and riding his Thomas engine.
Harley chose: drawing, Lego, and playing chicken invaders on the PC
Ella chose: playing her guitar,drawing and cooking.
I chose (well the kids chose it for me) Drinking coffee!, playing the piano and sewing.
We took photos of us all doing these activities,printed them up and made posters that we stuck on the big glass sliding doors.
There was one last photo at the bottom that was of all 3 of them playing the Wii and that was because it is something that they all like to do together.
The purpose of the exercise was to teach the children that “We are all different” but there are some things that we like to all do.
Because my kids have very little idea of how to play together, it needs to be taught.
I think it turned out to be a huge success. Thanks *Melissa!
screaming at calling me.