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Staycation Island Diaries: Week 5

This post is mainly photos and diary entries to look back upon later... no deep thinking here...


Day 29 - Friday, 10th April 

Starting Week 5 on Good Friday. N(5) enjoyed virtual choir practice, we spent time in the garden, and D(3) has (reasonably enough) decided that there is now no societal imperative for him to be dressed. So after a bit of paddling in the pool this afternoon he took his kit off and refused to put anything else on. I'm ok with that - he's obviously coming after his maternal grandmother who rarely, if ever, wore clothes at home.






Day 30 - Saturday, 11th April 

If the weather stays like this we will be very short on pictures from now on. As the kids now both refuse to wear clothes!

Pics today are from breakfast, when they did wear some clothes... but after lunch that was that. Mr has been reorganising the shed, now that we have an extra one for bicycles.









Day 31 - Sunday, 12th April 

Easter Sunday! Virtual church, garden time, then the kids went out for a cycle with daddy while I created the egg hunt trail at home. Lots of fun and immense amounts of chocolate were had.



 


 
 


 
 


Day 32 - Monday, 13th April 

I only have a single picture to post today... because it was a cloudy, windy day we watched Paddington 2 and Shaun The Sheep. But they did look cool eating their lunch.



Day 33 - Tuesday, 14th April 

Today N woke up with the brightest red cheeks I've ever seen, and a rash on neck and shoulders. She's fine in herself though.

Then we decided to sell our massive play structure, put it on Facebook, and had it dismantled and taken away that same afternoon. (I do love living in the days of the internet!)

We also opened our garden hole as Mr. is finally going to get the soakaway for the extension done, and we found no fewer than five frogs in there!

Breakfast time

 
Meeting a frog
 
Searching for creepy crawlies

Red cheeks!

 
Goodbye play structure


Day 34 - Wednesday, 15th April 

Everything is a glorious mess right now.

Oh and I love calling this the Great Pause. Read that somewhere and thought, I really hope that in years to come this is what people think of this time as.
 
 


Day 35 - Thursday, 16th April 

I did a bit of manual labour sorting Mr.'s hair (whereas Mr. did a LOT of manual labour digging the soakaway hole), the kids seemed a bit off but did have good times as well. We painted our salt dough hands and the kids left us with this roadblock after bedtime..

 

 




Onwards into week 6 we go!

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