Getting to the finishing post

Today I am grateful that bed-time has arrived for small people and I have not committed murder.

I don't know if it's hormones, the sudden and unexplainable heat-wave, or the fact that K is in Dublin and I have had the kids all to myself since 2.30, but I'm glad it is nearly the end of the day!

Because it doesn't matter how cross I am or how cross the kids are...at bed-time we have hugs and kisses and all is forgiven (if not quite forgotten). Mind you, kids are great at just having a rant and then letting go of it. I find it quite frustrating at times (how can they just go on as if the last 10 minutes of ranting and raving never happened??), but, really it is something we could all learn from.

They don't hold on to things. Their emotions are strong, and a little hard for them to understand, but they unleash them and then wave them good-bye. The unleashing part might need some work(!!) but on the whole I think the letting go part is commendable!

I think that children are really just Nature's way of reminding us of how far we have strayed! We think that as adults, we know best...been there done that...but who's to say that it's not the other way round...the further we get from childhood, the further we get from getting it right???

Note to self...yet another reason to look after my inner child.

Gratefully yours.
xx