Yesterday was one of those days where attempting to get four children out of the house felt like more effort than it was worth. Is it just me that still struggles to get out of the house in less than twenty minutes? Somebody needs the toilet, somebody can’t find their gloves, somebody is dressed for a tropical beach when you are about to go out in the Yorkshire snow and so it goes on. Sigh.
Everything is harder when you have more children than hands but honestly, you’d think that I’d be better at this by now, wouldn’t you? After rounding up four children, making sure they are all appropriately dressed and of course in the case on my four year old, that means being dressed AT ALL. I blame the parents. Coats! Hats! Gloves! Boots! Double checking that the teen hasn’t put the eyeliner that you told her to take off back on again and making sure that the cat hasn’t been locked in the shoe cupboard. Again. Coats! Hats! Gloves! Boots! Quick head count, go go go! Sometimes, just sometimes, it all feels too much like hard work. Remember when leaving the house just meant slicking on some lipstick, grabbing your handbag and going? *cue hysterical laughter*
As it goes, the whole attempting to leave the house thing was worth the risk of yet another stress induced grey hair yesterday. We ended up spending hours and hours in the snow at Yorkshire Sculpture Park and it was just stunning. There was hardly another soul in sight and it felt like we had the 500 acres of country estate to ourselves for the most part. And of course it was a perfect opportunity for me to test drive my beautiful new wellies *cough*