During this time, I'm going to find it helpful to keep a daily diary. Partly to remind myself that I am providing more than ample activities for my children and to look back on during the inevitable days I will have when I will lock myself in my room while they watch TV and feed themselves from the cupboards. Rather than clutter up the general Covid-19 thread (which I will use more for news updates), I'm creating this standalone thread. I don't mind if it's just me writing a daily diary, or if anyone wants to join in as well, either regularly or occasionally.
Day 1: Friday evening. Collected daughter from her last football club session. Our Friday tradition has been cake after football, so as a final nod to this, I bought the last full-size chocolate cake in the local shop. We had Indian takeaway and chocolate cake, and downloaded Animal Crossing and played it for half an hour together. After the kids went to bed, my husband set up 'virtual pub' night with two of his university friends. It was really nice to share hopes and fears and jokes with them. One is a teacher in a special needs school which won't be closing. He has 2 year-old twins who are not eligible for school places, and their child minder has self-isolated. They currently have no idea who will look after them (his wife is also a transport-related key worker). The other friend is an NHS project manager, facing tricky decisions about repurposing operating theatres into wards.
Day 2: Saturday. Children played Mario Party and Animal Crossing in the morning. We played Gruffalo dominoes and made card towers. Made smoothies from the excess amount of fruit my mother-in-law brought round. My husband was making a video about successful home-working for one of his clients. I took the kids to the park to play football for an hour. We saw a teacher and a classmate of my daughter that we know, but only waved from a distance. Everyone, families, dog walkers, runners, dancing a strange dance to keep several metres away from each other. Came home and made mother's day cards for my mum and my husband's mum. My son used ink stamps and felt tips. I taught my daughter how to make an origami heart to stick on the cards. We put them in envelopes, stuck stamps on and walked to the post box to post them. Pizza, chips, rocket and orange juice for dinner. My husband's now giving them a bath, before I'm going to do a thorough nitcomb scrape through their hair to ensure we're all lice-free for the duration.
Day 1: Friday evening. Collected daughter from her last football club session. Our Friday tradition has been cake after football, so as a final nod to this, I bought the last full-size chocolate cake in the local shop. We had Indian takeaway and chocolate cake, and downloaded Animal Crossing and played it for half an hour together. After the kids went to bed, my husband set up 'virtual pub' night with two of his university friends. It was really nice to share hopes and fears and jokes with them. One is a teacher in a special needs school which won't be closing. He has 2 year-old twins who are not eligible for school places, and their child minder has self-isolated. They currently have no idea who will look after them (his wife is also a transport-related key worker). The other friend is an NHS project manager, facing tricky decisions about repurposing operating theatres into wards.
Day 2: Saturday. Children played Mario Party and Animal Crossing in the morning. We played Gruffalo dominoes and made card towers. Made smoothies from the excess amount of fruit my mother-in-law brought round. My husband was making a video about successful home-working for one of his clients. I took the kids to the park to play football for an hour. We saw a teacher and a classmate of my daughter that we know, but only waved from a distance. Everyone, families, dog walkers, runners, dancing a strange dance to keep several metres away from each other. Came home and made mother's day cards for my mum and my husband's mum. My son used ink stamps and felt tips. I taught my daughter how to make an origami heart to stick on the cards. We put them in envelopes, stuck stamps on and walked to the post box to post them. Pizza, chips, rocket and orange juice for dinner. My husband's now giving them a bath, before I'm going to do a thorough nitcomb scrape through their hair to ensure we're all lice-free for the duration.
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