February Half Term 2020!
February half term signals exactly half way through the academic year and wow I’m struggling to wonder how this has happened so fast? For Jonny it means he is half way to becoming a qualified teacher and for the big kiddos, who I swear have just started year 4 and year 6, it means that they are growing up like as if in a race. I don’t like it at all. This school holiday also marks us being in our little village in Norfolk for four whole years which is also something I find hard to digest as I don’t think we’ve even unpacked a few of the boxes in the shed yet – because we only just moved in right?! Perhaps I should get around to sorting them out huh…
Everyone was pretty excited to be out of school for a week I can tell you. Me, Jonny AND the children. It’s felt like a long old slog since Christmas for some reason. I think the cold weather has been a bit grim and we all just needed a rest!
Raffie, thankfully, is still tiny and doesn’t go to school so for him the holidays just mean getting to be with his favourite people in the whole world, Florence and Jimmy. But… The holidays didn’t get off to the BEST start as Florence broke her arm on day one! She was rollerskating and someone else careered into her sending her tumbling and her poor little arm got broken across the wrist, BOTH bones! She was a mega trooper and Jonny said she dealt with the gas and air and pain very well when they manipulated it back into place before the plaster. LOADS of Mummy guilt for me as I was at home with the boys and I have to say I will almost certainly always regret that even though Jonny says he thinks it would have been worse if I’d been there as I’d have cried. I think you need your Mummy at times like this whether she’s weepy or not so we have to agree to disagree and the most important person is Flobo who says she didn’t mind and though she’d have liked me there, really she’d have liked us both. Anyway, on the mend now she has her war wound proudly displayed in a blue (for the moment) cast and can’t wait for her pals to sign it!
Aside from the broken bone we have had an absolute blast – as always – running here there and everywhere (despite storm Dennis scuppering a couple of our plans) and we’ve been having fun with our friends and family and generally enjoying the freedom. Florence hasn’t let the broken arm stop her with most things and I am in awe – high ropes at Roarr equalled no problem, she’s amazing! I adore having all my babes at home where they belong and planning all the lovely things for them to do. And now… Well, I don’t really want them back to school so without rushing too fast (damn it, it will) then here’s to nodding to summer when hopefully none of us will be in a plaster cast and the weather will be lovely!
Here’s some of our best bits!
And now they’re back at school – BLUB! Still, only 6 weeks to the next when we will have better weather and here’s hoping for no more plaster casts on any limbs!