Friday evening, Saturday, Sunday mornings, these are now known as prime play date times moving forward. Hop on board with it or else face social ostracism. Oh to be in Grade Four and Grade One. Loud shrieking voices in the house for the next 120 minutes. Yelling from one room to the next? Check. Running up & down the hallway? Check. Screams, yelps, shrieks of glee? Check, check & check! Everything is coming up aces, and we’re only ten minutes in.
Pretty soon we’ll have to bust out juice boxes and goldfish crackers, and apple slices for a mid morning snack. Where did I leave my ear plugs? Can I sneak out to the shop without raising suspicion? Probably not.
The temperature has dropped so significantly since Saturday morning that all that slush has turned to jagged tire popping ice. We now enter the period where the van doors will freeze shut at every imaginable turn. Do you like to enter your van via the rear lift gate? Yes. Well then winter time door freezing season is right for you!
Fifteen minutes in and they’ve settled down ever so slightly. The tablet has come out, and now mine are playing electronic games and the friend is elbow deep in LOL’S, Shadow/Rainbow high, and Barbie dolls. Of which we have hundreds, plus accessories, vehicles, homes, cabins and houses. Ludicrous. My wife bought boxes and totes full of these things for pennies on the dollar. We just have to find room for it all. Oh, some went to bedrooms, basement, front room bins and toy boxes. Others went to the cottage play room, cottage bed rooms, and cousins houses too. We have enough to launch a well stocked bricks & mortar store. Would my kids let any doubles or triples go to a good home you ask? No. No they would not.
Almost halfway into January. Man time has been just flying by the last few months.
