I’m relieved as it means back to normality, back to the usual routine, and that’s good for Max, and Zack who gets bored after a certain amount of time home. He keeps coming up to me to ask “I don’t know what to do now, Mum”. It seems minecraft isn’t as fun when you play it every day. Well… ish. He still loves the bloody game!
I’m also sad that our relaxed and somewhat lazy days (pj days ROCK!) are finished for another few months. My boys and I have enjoyed snuggling in bed till 9am, lots of giggling and tickles and general playfulness.
Max has come into his own a lot over the last week.
He’s got some sense of humour – he understands what funny is, and is constantly trying to do things that he knows will make us laugh!
Like the other morning, when he came into my room and I’d stashed my iPhone somewhere so he couldn’t get it.
He knew exactly what I’d done, so he proceeded to come into bed for what I thought were cuddles.
Oh no – he was going to use me as a climbing-tickle-frame while shrieking with laughter at every “ooft” that came out of my mouth until I gave in and gave him it.
Which, of course, I did after about an hour.
What can I say? He’s FUN to be around now that he’s well slept!
And story time!
Oh how I adore story time at the end of the day!
Max has me on one side of him, and Zack on the other.
Zack and I take turns to read the books (usually The Gruffalo, Room on the Broom, and others similar… we love the rhyming!), usually vying for the next paragraph, and Max giggles at us being silly.
By the end, he’s yawning his wee head off, and is ready for bed.
I love that.
I love that Max is at the point now where he’s genuinely FUN to be around.
He’s at that stage now that I adore, and I am damn well making the most of it!
So it’s definitely a bittersweet end to the holidays.
On the one hand, I know it’s just what we all need to get our butts in gear, not to mention getting my own sleep cycle back to normal!
(when we’re on holiday-time my head won’t switch off till about 3am… the night owl in me likes to actually be allowed out to play!)
On the other, I’m going to miss getting to snuggle with my boys in my bed in the morning and not have to clock-watch the whole time.
Mind you, that’s what weekends are for, right?