Only a couple of weeks ago we were on holiday and every day was a beach day. It feels like such a short time ago, and yet we have already settled back into the school routine of early mornings, spellings practice and dance lessons! Mia and Joe have returned to their fairly seperate weekly routines and are seeing much less of each other than over the summer break. I took these photos on one of the very last days of the holidays, at the end of a lovely day at the beach. They are waiting at the edge of the sand dunes, tired and covered in sand, for their dad to bring the car from the car park to pick them up! And yet, there is always time for silliness and messing around with these two. Showing off and seeing who can make the other laugh the most.
Joe may be four years younger than Mia but he contributes just as much to their crazy games and is often the instigator of the maddness.
Here he is mid-dinosaur dance move whilst Mia is singing invented pop songs very loudly. Just occasionally I stop to wonder what strangers must think of our funny little family group. I think that most are quite amused, and some initially startled by the noise and enthusiasm of their games. I notice that older people, possibly grandparents and parents themselves, often just smile kindly. Perhaps they are remembering these sweet times with their own family (…well that’s what I tell myself anyway!)
I have also been joining in with the Siblings Project on Instagram at @siblings_project . Come and take a look if you’ve not joined in already!
I’ve really been dragging my heels, I know. Having returned from a wonderful break in Cornwall, with a camera and phone full of amazing places, I have shared very little of them. Well, a few glimpses of our lovely holiday as it happened over on Instagram. The truth is I’ve hardly had time to process the holiday in my own mind. We arrived home late on Saturday night with a new school term starting on Monday. I had left for our holiday having packed the PE kit, re-found the lunchbox and even got around to shopping for (and washing and ironing!) uniform in the next size up. So there was a little borderline smugness of for once being one of the organised-type mums, ha! Of course, this is ridiculous, as there is always something we forget. This year it was shoes. Thankfully I asked Mia to find her school shoes on the day before term started, and of course she had grown loads over the summer, and the shoes that were only a few weeks old at the end of term were now tiny! And so we had gone from chilled holiday wanderings in the Cornish countryside to a busy shopping mall with two grizzly children, all in the space of 24 hours.
Work happened too this week, and the proper return to pre-school for Joe, who has been very much a part-timer over the summer break. And there were plenty of things that didn’t really happen at all, such as laundry and house cleaning, and even proper cooking. A and I ended up having sandwiches for dinner two nights running. I know that this will all improve and hope that I will find my new term rhythm and motivation soon.
I just struggle with change, and I am really not ready for the summer to end. I love so much about the Autumn, but it means that we are heading towards the winter which I like less. Those short dark days can seem to go on for endless months, and sometimes no amount of cosy blankets, candles and comfort food can compensate for this. Give me a week or so and I’ll be going with the change of season more happily rather than resisting it. I will be the one running around the park through the crunchy leaves, taking photos of the spider webs in the dewy mornings and searching for a pumpkin spice latte.