It pays to have a plan for the school holidays.
This is what I tell myself every time.
And yet still, here I am planless.
No holiday programmes. No soccer camp. Not even any playdates.
{Dash said I have to say "playovers" because "otherwise its embarrassing, get it? You're on a date??" he says}
Last Minute Larry, thats me.
Consequently other better-organised mothers have sent their kids off to have fun, and my poor darlings are frantically phoning around trying to find playmates. With no luck.
So they put on the Wii.
And with a complete lack of other options they end up... playing together.
I hear them from the kitchen where I am constructing roses out of fondant icing for Saturday's Tangled party.
They are actually getting on.
I hear laughter, and not the kind that means someone is having fun at someone else's expense.
The kind that means they are having fun together.
I listen for a while, basking in the togetherness vibes.
But the blogger in me can't resist sneaking in and capturing the moment...
...and with the click of a shutter the spell is broken.
Its back to squabbling, he said she said. He did, she did.
Silly me. I should have made do without snaps.
And left them alone long enough to realise that when there's nobody else around, their brother/sister is actually not such bad company after all.
♥
P.S. I love making the Mii's on Wii. Dash's Mii is so cute - he has shaggy hair and a moustache. Hehehehe.
P.P.S. This conversation did not actually take place. Dash in fact won 5-0. But we can always dream that he would let her win out of brotherly kindness, aye?
