I have a love/hate relationship with this time of year...
As the end of January nears we're all pretty much done with school holidays. A little sick of each others company. The kids seem to get on each others nerves more each day. The fights over silly things are increasing. (Yesterday they fought over who 'owns' the tomato sauce. Seriously.) We've done the big shop for back to school shop essentials. There is lego in every room of the house. The beds are left unmade most days. My patience is wearing a little thin.
But when the term starts and we're back in routine i know i'll miss these slow weeks. Of sleep-ins and no schedules. Of hot afternoons and long evenings. With time for games and puzzles and cubby houses that take over the loungeroom. With time together.






