That is how Mr CTBE described our day. In case I haven’t mentioned him, Mr CTBE is my boyfriend (I feel too old to say that!) who lives with me and my two little people.
It started off horrendously. I had a full on meltdown of panic and emotional craziness. I’m no Mary Poppins and the idea of finger painting or using glitter with my little ones is equivalent to the idea of sticking needles in my eyes. I’ve never portrayed myself as that type of Mum. I love them, don’t get me wrong, but school and nursery are my sanity. Do you remember school and nursery? Seems like a distant memory in these days of lockdown. Yes, its Day 1, but it feels like Day 12.
So, I had my meltdown when it suddenly hit me that I was now a teacher, a carer, an entertainer and yet still had a business to run. The idea of nothing to look forward to, all future plans cancelled, made the walls close in on me.
So, we started the day with good intentions of home schooling and crafts. Jeez it was terrible.
Then the sun came out.
Oh my did that make a difference. I announced it was time for PE lesson and kicked them outside! Bliss.
