When it comes to holiday time be it half term, inset days or as it is now – the summer holidays I turn into some miserable mother who does nothing but grumble – even more than I usually do. You see for me being a stay at home mum means I get to do stuff during the week, our fun times come on days when the big kids are at school. Life seems to be easier than when it comes to wanting to use soft play or go on days out. And by easier, I mean fewer queues and places are not as busy enabling me to keep a better eye on the toddler and move about freely with him and the pram.
I know for Oli I only have another year left when he’s not at pre-school to make the most of this and I guess this makes me a little sad, I know my view on holidays will change when it comes to him being at school on weekends and holidays will become our new time to do things together. It’s been a strange week thinking of how this time next year, Oli will be saying goodbye to his pre-school teachers and saying hello to big school. I’ve read so many blog posts this week about how your children have been saying goodbye and having pre-school graduations; it seems that most of you couldn’t hold back the tears. I know I’m going to be the same, I still refuse to believe my toddler is a toddler. Though I have learnt to let go of him much more now that we have a new baby in our lives.
Guess at the moment I’m a bit of a bah humbug when it comes to the summer holidays, the thought of taking Oli over to soft play makes me scream inside. It’s going to be full of the bigger kids which Oli always wants to play with, but they don’t want to play with him, it’s hard trying to explain that to a 3-year-old. I know it would be a scrabble for me to trying to get a sit and finding somewhere to park the pram. I just hope the weather stays nice so we can do lots of things outside, though I am secretly hoping for a muddy day (reminder to self – get wellies!) so that Oli & I can go puddle splashing and get as messy as possible. It was only the other day when I was moving his wellies that I realised we hadn’t done this yet; he must be the only 3-year-old not of had that experience yet.
So our summer holidays are going to involve mostly me moaning, mud for Oli, avoiding soft play hell and hopefully maybe the odd picnic if the weather stays nice. Do you have fun plans?