Day 1: Trip to playground #1. Take photos of happy playing children. Feel optimistic. Enjoy all that fresh air and sunshine!
Day 2: Trip to playground #2. Feel confident about one’s ability to make it through to the new school term.
Day 3: Trip to playground #3. Break up potential fisticuffs between children over who has the cutest imaginary platypus.
Day 4: Trip to playground #4. Try to motivate self to spend another hour pushing various children on the swings.
Day 5: Arms are stiff from Excessive Swing Assistance, go to cinema instead of playground. Sneak cheap treats into movie, pretend you have no idea what your 3 year old is saying when he clearly informs the lady at the ticket counter that you have delicious supermarket cookies hidden in your bag.
Day 6: Trip to playground #5. Find one without swings. Forbid any games involving cute fictitious monotremes.
Day 7: Start to lose count of playgrounds. And days.
Day 8 (or 9?): The children have staged a hostile takeover of the living room. Manage to pry them out and herd them to playground approx. #13.
Days 10-12: NEED CHOCOLATE.
Day 13: Notice someone has decapitated a plush pig and set its head on a spike in the lounge. Pretend you didn’t see that. Trip to playground #5693.
Day 14: Think ahead to the long summer holidays. Weep.
Day 15: BACK TO SCHOOL. Contain unseemly joy so the kids don’t feel bad. Do a little dance when they aren’t watching. High-five the other parents.
How have the holidays treated you and your kids?