April 1, 2011 § 2 Comments
Total purchases: bus ticket, groceries (good)
Butternut squash seeds planted: 5 (good)
REAL hot cross buns consumed: 1 and a bit (extremely good)
fairly successful children’s group activities run: 1 (good)
Today has been calmer (although still had an over 5 minute tantrum about cushions, but I did get an unprompted apology at a random time afterwards). I even briefly saw the bottom of the washing up pile. Think I may be marshaling my paperclips into some semblance of order. Albeit my mind has not been occupied overly with “higher things”, but after yesterday, I’m not complaining.
I realise as I try and recall todays purchases that I’ve bought bus tickets again. I do that a lot. Before children I would have cycled into town, but their weight combined with that of the trailer is getting far too heavy. Plus I was never really confident negotiating the on road route to town with a trailer. And it’s too far for at least one of them to walk.
When you live somewhere like I do that’s large enough to be a city, but not large enough to have a decent public transport system, it can be frustrating if you have small children. Lots of people I know take their children to the beach, or to the forest, or to the place with the woodland walks and the climbing frames. I don’t blame them for one minute, they are all lovely places to go. They go in their cars. I have been to all these places in cars too. I can get to the beach by public transport, but it’s a day trip. The forest I don’t think is possible. The woodland walks are again a day trip and involve a 45 minute walk along country roads with no pavements. It’s slightly ironic that the “green” things to do with your children around here need a car.
Of course, there are other good things to do without even using a bus or train, let alone a car. A lot of which I do do. Today I was heartened to find out just how wriggly, can’t keep still, big grin, animated talking, jiggly excited they both were about planing butternut squash seeds. From looking at the packet, working out what the picture was on, discussing how it was one of the ingredients of “rocket stew”, finding the pots, adding the earth, watering, examining the seed and discussing it’s size, planting, positioning on their window sill to making some labels from a cut up milk bottle. It was all extremely exciting for them. And hence for me. Lets just hope we get more than 1 1/2 fruit this year!