Although it started rough. Lillian rolled me out of bed at 6am after I had been up a touch too late the night before. Whatever. Coffee for me, porridge for her. Eventually Thomas joined us and then Jane not long after. Let the whinging begin.
To put it bluntly, Lillian has been a poo for the last week or so. A whinging, crying temperamental, argumentative poo. And yes, I know she is two years old, I mean all this relative to her typical whinging, crying temperamental, argumentative two year old behavior. Bring on the 1st day of school says I. Anyway, Lillian being painful is hard on Jane (Lillian is all about mummy these days), which puts her into a mood, which harshes my mellow and Thomas hates to be left out of anything. Thus the house becomes a big self-reinforcing cycle of grumpy.
At about 10:30am Thomas and I abandoned ship, getting some father/son time by walking down to the waterfalls. It was a nice day and a pleasant walk. On the way back we ran into some of our neighbors, an extraordinarily nice family with a little girl Lillian’s age and a boy that is a year older and bolder than Thomas. They were planning to take the boat (more than a tinny, less than a gin-palace) out onto the river today and asked if we would like to come along. Yes. Yes please.
It was a lovely summer day (tho clearly a fading summer) out on the water. They took us for a run up and down the river, showed us the waterfalls from a whole new angle and eventually we pulled up to a small island so they kids could have a drink and snack before splashing about like loons. The kids all had a wonderful time and the day’s previous grump was well and truly dispersed. The cherry on top was that the nearby space and aviation museum – located right on the edge of the river - was hosting an air show. While out on the water we were able to watch vintage WWI and WWII aircraft pooteling, or roaring depending on the vintage, directly overhead. Very cool.
We forgot the camera at home, of course. So no pictures :(
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I should also point out that both kids were really good about the boat. Laughing and smiling, as opposed to fears and tears. At one point the bow caught a wave at a bad angle and a bunch of water came over the side directly onto Thomas and I. The dousing was greeted with huge smiles from Thomas. *phew*
ReplyDeleteExcellent to hear a positive day is all ways welcome even a vicarious one
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