Feeding the hungry horde What they don't tell you in Parenting 101
FIVE MORE TO GOJuly 08, 2008
TWO days down, five more to go and the first week of the school holidays will be done and dusted. Thank goodness. Gasp. What? Yeap. You rea...
TWO days down, five more to go and the first week of the school holidays will be done and dusted. Thank goodness. Gasp. What? Yeap. You read it right. After just two days I am sick of driving teens here, there and everywhere and trying to juggle housework in the miniscule amount of time between pickups or drop offs. I’d just driven one teen 30 minutes to work yesterday, got all the way home (picking up a few things left off the weekly grocery shop on my way) when another phoned in to be collected from a point half an hour in another direction.
I am trying to placate myself by cooking up huge family meals the like we never see with both parents working full time. Needless to say, we’re eating huge quantities and rather than be thanked for the delicious new taste sensations on the table – along with delicious mid-winter desserts – everyone is complaining there’s too much food. A week before they were complaining it was the same old, same old and there was never any left for seconds. Didn’t I know they were starved of good quality, hearty, stick-to-your-ribs meals? Brandon’s mum makes this, Carly’s mum makes that. My only saving grace is we’ve had one of the children’s friends over nearly every night since Friday night and I am hoping and praying they’re rushing home to tell their parents of the fabulous fare at our house. I'm pretty sure the creamy lemon squares, spotted here, and home made meringues were a hit with one.
I am also sick of picking up soggy, sandy towels, wetsuits, and today, ug boots – apparently the 14-year-old forgot he had them on when dropped at the beach – from bedroom, bathroom and lounge room floors. I am even more fed up with the battle to get them back to do it themselves.
And the drone of duelling CD players is too much to take. They get louder and louder as each tries to drown out the sound of another’s music. Thankfully we are a one television, one computer household so it doesn’t take me long to whip around pulling out electrical cords when I have had enough.
Go on, it’s true isn’t it? There was some novelty value in the first 24 hours, but it’s worn off hasn’t it?