“I will fly you to the moon and back, if you’ll be, if you’ll be my baby …”
Today has been a miserable day, by that I am referring to the weather. The constant, never-ending rain. Even more depressing than this is the constant reminders of how nice it usually is, through wonderful apps such as timehop. Don’t get me wrong I love a bit of timehopping. But, not when it reminds me of sunny days of yesteryear. As regular readers will probably have realised, I do not have much love for rain.
Anyway, the question on days like this is how on earth do you entertain two three-and-a-half-year-olds (don’t forget the half). I have come to realise that if I do not provide constant entertainment, then tears and tantrums can be plentiful!
First of all we decided to brave the world of painting. The kids love painting. It is a good way to keep them occupied. In reality though, they only want to do it for an hour max and then they get bored. An hour out of a whole day is not really enough to stop the squabbles.
Then inspiration struck:
On the radio at lunchtime today, I was listening to a DJ who was talking about the exciting day ahead tomorrow. For those that have been hiding under a rock, Tim Peake is on his way home after six-months in space. Which by any standards is pretty cool. The DJ was also playing Savage Garden’s “To the moon and back” which I love!
Let’s go to the moon!
So I thought; let’s make a rocket. That will be loads of fun and the kids will love helping me. I ran the idea past the monkeys who agreed that would be loads of fun. Particularly as they will get to visit the moon afterwards.
So off to the cellar we trekked as we dug out a large cardboard box to use. My initial plan was to create the rocket in the cellar, which is not as awful as it sounds, we have decorated it and made a nice messy play area for craft activities.
However after Bob L noticed Mr Skinnylegs – a spider to anyone that is lucky enough to have never watched Peppa Pig – the mission was suspended while we transferred to the house. I find it strange that L has a huge fear of spiders as no one else in this house is remotely bothered by them.
we I carried everything upstairs we got to work.
It turns out that the putting together of said rocket, along with cutting out of the doors and windows, is a tad boring when you are three. The monkeys were soon pretty restless and desperate to just get on with
making a mess decorating the rocket.
Also, as it turns out, cutting a round window on a cardboard box is not that easy. Well not if you want it to resemble anything like a circle.
So, eventually – after lots of: “don’t glue that there”, “just wait” and “no you cant play with scissors” – the much awaited rocket was finally ready to be decorated. An activity that was over in less than ten minutes.
It was soon time for my little spacemen to take off to the moon and have lots of fun.
It was funny listening to the boys count down from ten. They get a bit confused counting backward and it usually goes something like this: “ten, nine, eight, nine, six, seven, five, five, four, two, three, two, one”. They get there eventually and soon they were waving to me from my perfectly cut window (ahem!) as they took off on a new adventure.
Ten minutes later they were asking to watch Shaun the Sheep.
Seems like an awful lot of work for not much playtime afterwards. On the plus side, they are now watching Shaun the Sheep from inside the rocket, through my perfectly cut window. So it has not been a complete waste.