This is #day6.
Over the summer, I am writing a short post about our day. The posts highlight some of our fun times, boring times, and imperfect times.
#Day6
It’s not yet 06:00.
. . . . . A
. . . . . . . . . . long
. day
. . . . . . . . . . s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-s
. . . . . . . ahead.
Plans solidify.
• Get up.
• Post content.
• Head to the city.
• (Give the builders space).
• Let boy lead.
Builders arrive; we set out on our adventure.
Boy narrates the journey excitedly.
Then, he is hungry. For “c-pasta”.
I can’t remember the last time he had macaroni.
We explore.
Escalators.
Up and down and up again.
11:30 – lunch.
C-pasta is not on the menu.
Devastation.
We find fountains and both get wet.
Our shoes squelch uncomfortably.
Pizza Hut it is.
Boy likes the ice machine.
We chat.
He completes a maze. Crayon on paper. This is huge.
More escalators.
Then an elevator.
Up. Down. Up. Down.
A tunnel slide.
Too exciting. Too scary.
Doesn’t happen.
Disappointment fills his little body and oozes out.
He runs.
He sits.
He shrinks.
“Close your eyes mummy.”
A game to reset.
He guides me back to escalators and elevators.
Down. Up. Down. Up. Dance Party. Down. Up. Repeat.
Today, I got tired and wasn’t a perfect mummy.
Boy struggled and coped.
My husband ran out to buy the milk we didn’t pick up.
Tomorrow, the builders are coming again.
We will try the park.
Letting our children take the lead can be huge for them, but sometimes exhausting for us. How do you build in time to meet your own needs?
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