So sorry I've not been able to blog this week. Three
costumes to make for school by Thursday (volunteered to help at Ava's Greek day
only to discover that I need to dress myself up in a sheet-styled toga too!),
working extra shifts, looking after a poorly Oliver and attending endless
clinic visits with the two boys (speech therapy x2, hearing test, being fitted
for support insoles). Anyway, boring - but the point is I'm just not getting
chance to blog at the moment.
Ethan has been home the last two weekends and I'm realising,
hard though he tries and lovely though he is, it really doesn't do to spend too
much time together! When he first walks in the door from work he seems
genuinely pleased to see us all (a bit too pleased sometimes as he swings the
kids around and tickles them playfully whilst they just want to be left alone
to play lego or watch nerds and monsters on TV). However, within half an hour
or so, he's irritated. The kids are too noisy, one of them has not cleared up
some mess that they've made and, once the initial tickle greeting is over (which
I think he adopts because he's not sure what to say to them!) there's nothing
left to do so he skulks off to the safety of his office. At which point I get
annoyed that, after 10 minutes in our presence, he's hiding. I demand him to
emerge only to get annoyed when he does emerge because he seems to make everyone
more stressed!
He can't win, poor chap. And neither can I. Thank goodness
he's got a job. Not sure how we'll fare when he retires!
But really, this isn't a blog post at all, just an apology and
a overspill of random thoughts...
...will do better next time!
You've got a while to go before he retires Laura, I've only got 2 years and I'm dreading it!
ReplyDeleteHannah x