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The first, a trip to the dentist, was surprisingly well executed and apart from poor Doo Dah who had to have a turn with Mr Buzzy (that is what the dental therapist called that high-rotation tooth cleaner she obliterated Doo Dah's plaque with) it was a drama-free event. I didn't have the heart to suggest that she think of a new name for her utensils - she seemed so happy with Mr Puffy and Mr Buzzy.
The second, which, as a true testament to my madness, occurred on the same day as the former, was a trip to the supermarket. At five O'Clock. The night before a public holiday. When every man and his dog stocks up their cupboards as though preparing for six months at sea. What is with that?
We chose a smallish supermarket, deep in the suburbs with the hope of outsmarting many of our fellow locals. It didn't work. My Mum, who called me during said trip to the supermarket, can attest to the high-volume, high frequency reprimanding that escaped my lips by the time we reached the frozen section and the fourteenth request for ice-cream was uttered. Not pretty.
The final task occurred today, after a blissful break down at Wiseman's Ferry. Feeling all relaxed and yet, somehow quite purposeful, I braved the hairdresser, on the last day of school holidays. It wasn't our usual barber (he was sensibly enjoying the extra public holiday that we scored because Anzac Day and Easter Monday happened to coincide this year), rather one of those drop in hairdressers.
The lucky girl who got to deal with Nugget's numerous cowlicks and Doo Dah's bouffant, was wearing an "18" on her necklace and a Bieber-esque coiff. Cute? Yes. Experienced? No.
The peroxide blonde who tackled the twins' commented that "she got all the hair and he is, well, a bit balding really". Poor ol' Dew Drop. Apparently you continue to add hair to your stocks until you are about seven. There is still hope for Dew Drop. The Minx, on the other hand, may resemble a baboon by then.
The cupboards are stocked, the children's teeth are clean, and their hairs are all tidy-like. We are all ready for the commencement of Term 2 tomorrow.
Except me. I think I may need a Bex and a lie down.
What have you been doing to get ready for the new school term?
22 comments:
all I can say is: thank the maker...I've got an extra day of holidays! My kiddos don't go back until thurs (due to some questionable PDs convieniently scheduled for wed!). At least it gives me chance to shop for supplies without half the city in the queue at the supermarket :-)
xxxCate
You are a brave woman! I did the supermarket on Thursday by myself and needed a serious lie down ... I can't imagine doing it with the boys in tow!
We did lots of grown up jobs over the long weekend, but somehow managed to fit in some fun with the kids too. I'm feeling quite smug about it actually. I wish all weekends were 5 days long. The parent to child ratio is much better on weekends :)
Supermarket with 4 kids, on your own? And you survived? I am in awe.
LOL. You're nuts. That's all that can be said.
You're a super Mama, that is for certain. I find the supermarket a hairy experience at the best of times... and I only have the two boys... and they both sit in the trolley! The hair cuts, I still do myself, well for the eldest who is 3... that is always traumatic, for both of us!
Love your blog :o)
I feel your pain. I really do. Sometimes you just don't have a choice. These things need to be done and you've just got to take your kids or it won't get done! If only they still made Bex....
And you managed to take a phone call whilst at the shops? Mad.
We have another week. Thank goddess for that...
ahhh, mad indeed! We are going back Thurs and I too am contemplating it all today...or closing the door, shutting the blinds and pretending it wont happen may work...wont it? Happy first day back. Short term isn't it!
Oh you are a brave women!
We are out of all edible substances and I refuse to go shopping until the kids are back at school tomorrow (bring it on!) However, today we will be tackling a close second to shopping - a trip to the big smoke to a childrens playcenter. gulp. I may need to borrow some bex...
I was all set for the before term start hair cut today but then a friend kindly offered to take MiniMe to the movies instead - we can just tie the hair back I figure!
Can someone tell me what a Bex is? I have heard that line ("I need a bex and a lie down") a number of times and have no idea what it is. Although I am guessing something along the lines of panadol...
You're brave taking all the kidlets to the supermarket. I take mine and it's interesting to say the least.
You must be one special kind of super mum to be able to do al of those things and then be able to get the kids out of the car at 5pm for the supermarket - mine would have been yelling and screaming so loudly I wouldnt have even been game to attempt it. Well done!
You did deserve a rest after all that! I always found my two plenty hard to handle on chores like that.
yeap that supermarket trip was definitely a bad move. What is with all those crazy people carrying on like there is an upcoming drought. sheeez.
I've only got two littlies yet I have to psych myself to do one major task let alone three! Hats off to you. Maybe you just have to dive in with the attitude, "You gotta do what you gotta do".
You crazy thing! But it sounds like you got through it all with flying colours...with the help of a bex, of course:) Don't you just love how hairdressers say whatever tizzy thought is in their head!!
Your posts do make me laugh. What's a Bex??
A Bex? I'd need me a jug of Pimms and a holiday after braving all that...
xx
The concept of back to school haircuts brings me out in a cold sweat....
All three of my kids have double-crowns, I have finally found a hairdresser that knows how to deal with it. It only costs $15 each, I can't understand those Mums that insist on saving money and doing it themselves - unfortunately most of the time it looks like a home haircut! Poor kids.
Charis - you are showing your age. :-)
dxx
Taking the kids to hairdressers bring fear to my heart! So much actually that I have taken to clipping my sons hair with the clippers and trimming my daughters myself. Sure beats having them scream their heads off because some strange lady is cutting their hair. They have probably improved now that they are older, but I still don't want to take them... the pain is still fresh.
Nothing like getting everything sorted all at once! Sounds like it was quite the time.
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