So, my questions for the day: What did we do before power tools? Am I ever going to get anything done? Should I jus wait until the weekend for Mr BC’s return? And finally, if I was a drill where would I hide? All valid questions that will get me nowhere on my DIY journey, but every now and then, we all just need a good moan!
So Mr BC took the kids out in a convertible, let them get sand all over my carpet and taught poppet to ride her bike! Could I top that? Did I want to? Was this a competition? HAHA! It was actually really nice as Mr BC was still off work for the second week too, so we got to spend the whole week as a family and that rarely happens so it was amazing!
During the Easter holidays, I decided to take the second week off and leave Mr BC with the children for the first week. I won’t say babysitting, because that is not what that is. Mr BC is their dad, not a babysitter. He entertained them in his own little way, and he sent me photos whilst they spent the whole week together.
It’s really hard to describe how I am feeling. When someone dies, everything rushes through your mind from your own mortality to everyone else you have ever lost.