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Wednesday, 13 May 2020

Lockdown Week 8 (Wed)

WEDNESDAY

It’s important to remember how much I love my children. They’re my absolute world. But they can be quite annoying.

Their excitement levels have been soaring today. This is incomprehensible to me, although on some level I applaud it. Even if it drives me just a teensy bit mad.

I mean – what is there to be excited about, exactly?

Might be Lego? They all seem to get a buzz from that on some level – though the 15-year-old denies it. 

It could be the trampoline, which is the source of much squealing every day. If you’re a grown woman who values the remaining shreds of her pelvic floor though - swerve it. The husband sometimes bounces for a couple of minutes, then staggers away from it looking puce, like he’s about to be sick.

The older ones seem to think the protective net around the trampoline has some noise filtering mechanism which means I can’t hear bad language. 

They’re wrong. I can.  

Whatever it is that makes them run around in their pants (the eight-year-old), or dance like crazy to ‘Señorita’ (the 12-year-old), or do a full Joe Wicks workout but NEVER stop talking (all of them) - bring it on. I wish there was more to go round.


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