Thursday, September 16, 2010
So the inlaws arrived from England late Monday night and what I can’t believe is that I entirely forgot what it would be like. Nanna and Grandpa have soldiered valiantly through jetlag and my three kids are beside themselves with excitement and hyperactivity. What I love is that there is an immediate bond, which has momentarily waylaid most of my ongoing guilt that Australia is so very far away from England.
The bit that I entirely forgot, is that except for kid drop offs and pick ups and cooking dinner and doing the washing and stuff, at the moment I’m pretty irrelevant around here. I have a thick enough skin to let the (ok, slightly too constant), ‘Go away Mum, we’re having fun!’ commands fly right through to the keeper, but what I haven’t yet done, is work out how to take full advantage. While I think I’m still needed to tuck an overtired toddler into bed and debrief the events of the day with the older two, I am fully aware that most of the rest is grandparent time. I COULD BE CRAFTING ALL DAY. OR FINDING A CAREER. OR BEING A LADY WHO LUNCHES. OR SOMETHING.
Instead I’ve been trying not to hover and doing stand-up craft. Easy-to-put-down-and-pick-up craft, of the highly transportable variety. Did you know that it’s possible to crochet seven repeats of Kate’s ric-rac tutorial, in seaweed green, while waiting for the kettle to boil for tea?
Or morph some mind-boggling Japanese fabric into a scarf while waiting in the car for a kid pick-up?
Or knit a few rows of Di’s Clementine’s Baby Kimono, while waiting outside for the washing to dry?
No doubt, by next week, I’ll have the hang of things.
In the meanwhile, my sister has made excellent use of nine months of crafting eyebrows and toenails and the like and has introduced a new cousin to the clan. On her own birthday, no less. My middle is beaming an ear-to-ear grin. He’s sick to the back teeth with all the girls in our family. Even the dog and his stick insects are girls. Probably even the carnivorous fish. He’s pretty chuffed that rather than a tenth girl-cousin kid, Hudson has arrived to take his place next to the three boys.
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