Just Your Average Story Time

Just a quick one this lovely Friday –

In case you have some unrealistic idea of what my life is like, here’s a great story that’s funny because it’s true. I’ll summarise ‘cos we’re all busy:

rush of desperation to find a car park

unpack car – pram, kids, baby bag, book bag, keys, phone, wallet

return books

“No, I didn’t bring a snack”

park pram in quiet location, find a spot to sit

choose new books

regular story time lady away – kids devo

open shut them, twinkle twinkle, maisy blah blah blah, baby starts crying, wheels on the bus, heads shoulders knees and toes, baby not going back to sleep, giraffe in the bath, hokey pokey, dingle dangle scarecrow, baby doesn’t want to feed, teddy bear turn around

drawing time (kids, crayons, paper everywhere)

baby does a thunder and lightning** in his nappy – while I’m holding him and sitting cross-legged on the floor amongst mayhem

realise I have to stop this “situation” from getting on carpet

deputise 4-yr-old: “get me wipes, a nappy, change mat, a plastic bag – stat”

fix baby

liquid “situation” down my dress, on my shoes, on the backs of my legs

tidy myself up as best you can with baby wipes

miraculously borrow books

pack car – pram, kids, baby bag, book bag, keys, phone, wallet, soiled items

home

**You know how when you see lightning you count until you hear thunder and you know how far away the storm is. So if you see lightning and hear thunder at the same time you are basically in the eye of the storm. What I’m trying to describe is a nappy situation where you hear it and see it at the same time.