We have been playing mine host, entertainment manager, laundry skivvy,
head cook and bottle washer for the past 6 weeks as our boys and their families
have been over to Portugal for their summer holidays.
Needless to say, we are now feeling a little
jaded as 6 continuous weeks is a bit tough. However, fear not, peace has returned, they have all gone home, today the silence in deafening, aaahhh bliss.
The Lego has been put away for another year, the buckets and spades and the rest of the beach stuff has gone back into the dungeon and will not see the light of day for about the same amount of time. The swimming pool area has returned to the sedate peaceful area it once was and again is the place to lay back and read your book in peace.
What is it about kids and water, why do they have to shout at each other all the time when they are in the swimming pool?
No more crazy American comedy programs at 10 in the morning (now there's a contradiction in terms, the Americans just don't do funny), and I have regained control of the remote control, I have felt almost naked for the past few weeks without it.
All I have to do now is return 3 hundred weight of sand that is in the back of the car to the beach and then remove 27 sandy footprints that form a nice pattern on the back of the car seats.
I love 'em to bits really, after all, grandchildren are the reward for not strangling your kids.
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