Its only 47 days ..........

And here we are again, at the start line of another summer holiday marathon with the kids. Are we nervous? A little, last year Emilie was as difficult as she has ever been. At times she screamed (literally) for eight hours solid, day after day. But then, she was about to change school and we are pretty confident this time will be different. It is more that we are just a little wary, like a man patting a poodle a year after being savaged by a pitbull. Different time, different circumstances - but the echo of trauma still there!

But at the same time - the challenge also brings opportunity. Tied to the house means I can get all those DIY jobs done.  Or in my case attempt them, call the emergency services, then get father-in-law to put things right! But hey - even I should be able to paint the summer-house......maybe!

It will also be nice to spend time with the girls (did I say that?). We will have the time to experiment and try some new things with them; taking Em to ceramics painting, for example, Lucie to Bootham Crescent to watch York City (potentially child abuse that - but what the hell...)  It is also nice not having to see Lucie nervous about school or dragging her out bed at 6:30 for it (she needs an hour to choose which shoes to wear!).

So - off we go. As I type, Lucie is in the summer-house, Emilie avoiding. Her sister is strangely quiet - never a good sign - probably plotting! But will keep you updated, I suspect it won't be a dull ride.....  :-)