This morning I was absolutely appalled with myself. Last week the washing machine broke and I have been doing washing at the next door neighbours'. This morning the repair man was coming at nine, but I completely forgot and went up to the school vegie garden to water, leaving Posy at home with Rosy, who was sleeping in (The Girl's first day at school, so she had already left..). So what does Posy, who has been carefully drilled in stranger danger etiquette - don't answer the door, don't answer the phone when no adults are home - do, but open the door to the washing machine repair man, in her pyjamas no less, stand and watch while he fixed the machine, then happily wave him good bye when he had finished?
I couldn't believe it when I got home. Rosy had slept through the entire episode, and apparently Posy had opened the door... because she wanted to know who it was! OK, so the nine year old clearly has no modicum of common sense whatsoever, and obviously everything I say goes in one ear and straight out the other. I will not be leaving them again without making sure that Rosy is awake, and aware that her younger sister is completely unreliable. I can't believe that after four of them I still haven't plumbed the depths of what I don't know about my own children.
On the bright side, the washing machine now works.
Also, I have been collecting the ripe veg at the school garden over the holidays, so this morning I gleaned some bits and pieces that won't last until next Monday, which is our first school garden day. So now I have some more greens for this week, a bunch of spinach, a handful of beans, a couple of handfuls of strawberries. The universe provides.
This morning was The Girl's first day of school for her last year. So last first day of school! Luckily she is a self starter, and very conscientious. She exhumed various boxes from the shed to find her brother's old text books, organised her uniform and last night I found her stitching up her school bag where the zip was coming off. First morning was slightly enlivened by our clever, but normally indolent cat Polly, who caught her very first bird this morning, and brought it inside to show us. Luckily, neither of the cats has ever caught a native bird, mostly pestiferous blackbirds and sparrows, which they are quite welcome to, and Milo, our dopey if energetic cat is an excellent mouser and ratter. Unfortunately, he loves to bring us presents, and now Polly has joined him. It is so nice to be loved..
Food experiments today - I am trying to approximate a muesli bar so that I can stop buying the ones at the supermarket in their little plastic shrouds. I had a good tasting recipe, but it was too crumbly, so today I put the individual slices in the dryer for a few hours, which made them good and tough. I think we have a winner! Even Posy ate one. If she takes one to school then actually eats it while there I will deem it a success and post the recipe (she is my toughest critic).
What real home-cooked food looks like:
Oops. This is what happens when you 'just look something up' on-line for 'just a minute' while cooking dinner..
Tired, but determinedly cheerful mother of four. One grown up son (The Boy), one grown up daughter (The Girl), two girls at home, Rosy (17) and Posy (13). Trying to buy a little less, make a little more, live a little lighter, not mess up the children too much.. and now extra frugal adventures with Partner Paul..