So, I am chilling here in front of a comfy open fire, still pinching myself to see whether I wake up from a dream or not…..
I remember begging hubby-to-be (htb) when we improved our London house, please please can we have an open fire, and I was firmly told – every time – absolutely no way, the smoke, the dirt, the chopping logs, no way…… 3 years later and we (all 5 of us), are clearly loving this open fire, yes daddy has now realised we are clean out of logs, and the kindling got soaked this week, and the coal is running very low, but is it all worth it, for the smiles on everyone’s faces, (even when it takes the daddy an hour to get it going), yes, it is so totally worth it.
As I sit here watching the glow of the flames and the heat from the embers I have to cast my mind back over this past week – has it been a good one? Anything to write about? and yes, i guess it has been – kids are unbelievably happy (Lochi, crazy nearly 4 year old, still throws the most incredible tantrums, and Madi sulks like you wouldn’t believe), but, besides all of this, the kids are truly happy, all weather country kids!
To recap the weeks events:
Monday – our sat nav took us to God knows blooming where, but certainly not where the harvest ceremony at the schools local church was….our route took us the wrong way and straight down an ‘unsuitable for motor vehicles route’ and through an overflowing ford. But in the words of a most daring unstoppable father in law ( I had to phone him as we got lost, urgh!) the answer was, “your in a bloody 4wd! those things are built for these roads, get on with it” phone call (all said with a laugh I must add, I guess he was just biding his time for this call…) So, I slowly edge my way through the overflowing ford, absolutely crapping myself, but…. we make it to the church (woohoo), 40 minutes late albeit and the doors locked….so, one tearful beaten mum, one brave but upset daughter, and one totally unfazed son saying “its ok mum there will be more!”, who is the parent here????
Tuesday, family worship at school – well for those of you that know me – this will probably cause a giggle! but it was lovely (apart from Lochi lying horizontally under our chairs and kicking the feet of one mum under her chair – I as anxious as could be waiting for all hell to break loose, the the other mums and teachers, calmly smile commenting on how settled my son must be, that he can just totally relax in this environment, this really is a watch this space….. at some point a Lego brick may fly and viewpoints may change, but for now, I am reveling in the thought that this may just be the calmness required and that hubby to be and I will not be dragged up to the principals office every week……) – Back to my first memory of this day though – Madi got an award, I was so proud, and she was so chuffed! She won an award for settling so well into her class – and these are the moments that make your heart dance.
Wednesday – car dropped into the local diesel mechanics due to suspension issues – the joys of country living…..after a computer reading I am told I am looking at a fair sum to repair the air compressor that is totally knackered – arghh the list goes on – apart from this the car absolutely drinks the fuel and hubby to be comments on every little scratch on the car – which brings me to…the tractors! Ah, I have never really had to reverse for someone in London, I have just had the filthy looks of people staring you down for being in a ‘Chelsea tractor’, here though, totally different story when head on with a real Dorset tractor. I cant even begin to tell you how many times I have rounded a corner overgrown with hedges only to find myself come to face to face with a metal monster only to look up at a young farmer just willing me to play the ‘chicken game’ of who is going to reverse first – of course I totally loose this, i mean seriously, I am like a little ant staring up at him. I then face the next battle of proving myself – yes, I am woman, and yes, i can reverse a qrtr mile back up the road in a Landrover disco and smile at you as you pass me in the lay by.…. i feel so smug when i manage to do this i do however hope there are no new scratches from the blooming hedges) I hold my head high as I politely nod to the tractor as he passes me (not my thoughts exactly by the time I have reversed a third time, but I now realise, I can’t argue with a tractor they are a lot bigger with a lot more time – how the coin has flipped 😉 )
Last but not least, yesterday, we take a long walk through the woods to collect fallen autumn leaves to come home and paint to turn into ghosts (Halloween decorations!!), and ‘htb’, clear creative genius in the family, is going to make an owl with all of his leaves, cool idea….half way round however son needs a wee and a poo, which cant wait, houdini the beagle takes off after a bunny and Madi, well she decides she is starving and thirsty – oh it never rains it pours. The first problem that demands immediate solution is won by son that cant wait, confidently advising that all was done now (we had thought by now, that we had won this toilet battle, but clearly not as we find ourselves explaining again, that for boys it is easy enough to go and hide behind a tree, and that that is the joy of having a willy – for everything else squeeze tight and hold!!! – we are still waiting for this to sink in clearly!) By this point Bella skulkily returns.
So, we get over that and deal with the chaffing for the climb back up the hill to the car were we can peel off the clothes and provide the drink – shame there is no wine though, this was a clear ‘in need’ situation… who said country life was easy, we all still have our daily battles, but on reflection, it’s all part of life’s joyous tapestry, or perhaps it’s just another Thomas family adventure??!!I hate to say the latter, but it so frequently feels that this kind of thing only happens to us, oh well, c’est la vie….
To finish, the owl is still waiting to be made and the ghosts are still drying in their bag, but for this half term week, that will be another activity we will strive to fulfill.
Right now, I can only look forward to the week ahead. and the adventures we will have, we didn’t get these experiences in London (amenities are never too far 😉 My amazing man, yes he spends a bit of time on a daily commute but to see him now with his feet up, snoring in blissful peace – that makes it all worth it for me…..
’til next time,
all my love