I Admit Defeat

I am not the tidy type, and my children (3,2 & 11 m) understandably aren't tidy, actually they are the trashing type. This photo is just a little corner in our kitchen, but imagine this mess all through the house on a daily basis.

But, if I tidied all day, there would be no time for Teddy Bear Picnics, Kitchen Table Makings & combing through the mess in their bedrooms for long lost treasures.

Lucille:Graceful Ballerina, Artist, Adventurer, and now Kinder Girl

Lucille's first day of kinder affected me a little. I felt like my baby bird had `flown the nest'. It's only 3 year old kinder: 5 hours a week, & great fun, but the years are flying by, and it has just occurred to me that Lucille will be 18 in Year 12 (May), driving herself to mid-year exams and driving Arabella & Audrey around ( not Postman Pat & Jess ). Frightening!

I am amazed by how much L loves kinder - I was imagining lots of crying into porridge on kinder days. We love / love / love the teachers: Karen is a young, crafty, calm, Frankie-reading, knitting / crocheting, environmentalist ( I envy her collection of vintage dresses ), and Liz is a doting older lady, who is always comforting whoever has fallen over or had a toilet accident. Kinder is great.