It’s been the usual noisy halfway through the school holidays for us – the adults are pretty near deaf when they are inside the house (grandparents are just about had it and they are counting the days when we will leave for a holiday away from the house for a few days!) and the whole neighbourhood knows that we are still around when they are outside the house.
From the moment they are up (with one head peeking in my bedroom door ordering me not to wake up yet) I will soon hear clanging and banging in the kitchen and not because, mind you, they were preparing breakfast. No, it’s because some ideas struck them early in the morning and they are off for their first experiment of the day.
Fortunately it was just the strawberry syrup that was sacrificed yesterday. There have been much worst casualties and I have walked in the kitchen and found strange bottles and plastic packets of various colours and unknown contents in the freezer and fridge.
Luckily too – due to constant reminding in the gentle and not-so-gentle ways – they clean up after their mess (sort of as there are still further clearing and cleaning that I would need to do after them).
But still, I much prefer this that having them sitting around, quietly, in very well-behaved ways because their attention were on some gadgets.
This is not to say that they do not beg me occasionally for the iPad or the iTouch or try to reach for my phone (which thankfully is no longer in playing mode and it made its status clear by lighting up only for me).
But I can safely say that they are more into the run, mess, noise, sweat and physically exhausting kind of activities and as much as I hate cleaning up, I prefer them this way.
Yes, they are enjoying their school holidays!