These days my little people really do just make the world a better place.
I was working in London today, fortunately I was on a later train than usual so was able to be there with everyone for breakfast, but missed bedtime- swings and roundabouts.
I got home and whilst the hubby recounted his day, he showed me a video he had taken of everyone playing musical statues.
It had been his intention to go to a softplay centre after school as I was home late.
But there was so much fun to be had at home that no-one really wanted to go.
And this is what I love so much now.
We’re not out of the woods yet, but now, now the children play independently, now they play as a team.
And they don’t necessarily need to be taken anywhere physically, their imaginations really do do the doing.
It’s definitely not to say my voice doesn’t go hoarse, that I don’t curse the sound of my own voice as I repeat myself over and over.
And that the hubby wasn’t happy for bedtime to arrive.
But now, we just have a bit more joy, as our little people take the steps along the journey to independence.
Life is good right now, the challenges of 3 under 2, of 3 children born in 22 months, it’s not so much distant memories, the years are filled with so much happiness. A six-year-old and 2 four years is feeling good, it’s feeling like we, as parents, might survive this yet.