Today didnt start too well, actually last night didnt start to well - Megan decided to be sick, not once, not twice but three times in the space of about 2 hours. The first time she made it as far as the bathroom door, the second time a bit closer to the loo and the third time we were prepared with a bucket!
She woke up this morning perfectly fine with no complaints, but apparently there is a rule at school meaning she isnt allowed back for 24 hours - in my day I would have to lose a leg or something before I got a day off school, but there we go. Therefore, I had Megan for the day.
The sun was shining on us again today, which is always nice. We all walked to school to drop Emma off (no tears) and then T and I had a meet with the Junior School to discuss their IT. I have never had a meeting before where three kids sat in the corner "joining in" from time to time or simply crashing around!! The meeting went ok and I think the man we met was glad to see the back of us, especially the 3 kids!
T and I then made our way home, but we almost didnt make it as we ended up getting trapped at school - the main gate has a security buzzer on it, so you need to push a button from the inside to release it. I was in charge of pressing the button, leaving T the simple task of opening the gate (or so I thought). I completed the button pressing bit with relative ease, but then we had a problem. the gate wouldnt open. I pressed the button again, still nothing, and again, still nothing....this went on for about 10 attempts. I could see us spending the day in school....maybe a coffee in the staff room followed by lunch with the kids. Maybe a bit of PE in the afternoon and then home time with everyone else - didnt actually sound to bad! It was on about the 11th attempt when we realised what the problem was. We realised that in order to open the gate, first you needed to slide a rather simple bolt across and then simplly pull the gate. Drama over - I can see how it would have foxed the most professional of gate openers so I am not blaming T!!!
After that bit of excitement we went our separate ways. Rosie decided to walk home so we finally got home about 11.15, which was fine as it was such a nice day.
We then played in the garden for a bit, had some lunch, Rosie went for a nap and then it was back to school. As a side note, when I was a working Mr Mum, I thought once the kids were dropped off there was plenty of time in the day to do as you please, but in reality there really isnt that much time. By the time you get home from drop off, sort yourself out, have some lunch, let the little one sleep it is time to get back to school. So for all those Mumsters I have accused of sitting around in coffee mornings all day, I apologise!
Anyhows, picked Emma up ok and then walked out the front of the school so we could grab an ice cream for the walk home. My kids are odd when it comes to ice creams - they always want the "99" ice cream, with the flake in the top. However, Megan doesnt really like the cone, Emma only likes the cone and Rosie, well Rosie would eat the ice cream van if she could!
We finally got home for a play in the garden before tea, a bit of Masters golf on the tv and then bedtime.
Tomorrow is my last official day as Mr Mum - cant believe the 5.5 weeks have gone this quick, I had better start thinking about getting a job! Or perhaps my wife likes work so much that she will want to continue leaving me at home for the summer!!!
We are at number two on the Mr Mum Top 5 tips......
Patience:
Staying patient while your kid is not getting their shoes on or eating their tea before it gets cold is a very very tricky skill to master. I bet the majority of us lose our temper at one time or another during the course of the day at one of the kids who isnt doing what was asked of them at quite the speed you would have hoped. This is when you need to take a deep breath, think of England and maybe count to 10 before saying anything.
As mentioned before, if you fall for their little trap, you will be shouting and screaming at them before you know it, all that results in is the little person going even slower to spite you or the little person bursting into tears, therefore slowing you down even further.
Thats all we have time for today - so Mumsters, you stay classy and I will catch up with you tomorrow - my last day....very sad...... :(
PS After 5.5 weeks, I have just noticed I can add photos to this blog, so for the first and probably the last time, below is from our ice cream outing:

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