When Jaime from ‘The Oliver’s Madhouse’ asked me if I could maybe join in with her new ‘Active Family’ blog-linky I have to admit: I sniggered, a little. I may have even actually ‘lol’d!
Trying to get our funsome twosome to be a bit active isn’t really a problem at the moment. Even when they watch TV it’s more likely than not to be ‘Lazytown’: a show whose main character is a health fanatic called Sportacus. Living on ‘sports candy’ (mostly carrots) & always going to bed at 8.08, this is a man who has never knowingly walked anywhere in his entire life. Why do that when you can double-flip, cart-wheel, run or jump instead? Lately Ellie seems to spend more of her time being his preposterously pink side-kick Stephanie than herself, & she loves trying to copy Stephanie’s dance moves. Jake is Sportacus of course; I get to be the chubby, middle-aged, bald Mayor. Yay me.
No, it’s more of a challenge to get them to not be so active sometimes, please. Like when they’re jumping & doing forward rolls & headstands on the bed, or wanting to play ‘horsey’, when it’s late & they should be settling down for the night. Sometimes even after 8.08 (gasp)! Or a “Please stop climbing on the back of the sofa, especially when I’ve got a cup of hot coffee / a plate of lasagne!” sort of thing.
They’re at pre-school now for a few hours during the week, & that seems to use up a lot of their energy most days. We still take them to Monkey Music on Friday mornings, & have just started them in a dance class on Thursday evenings. They love both! We used to take them to a children’s gym on Friday afternoons & we’re looking for an alternative; that was probably their favourite activity & it would be a shame to lose it.
On the weekends we try to take them out for something active at least once a day: the country park, the fun farm, soft-play, swimming, or just scooting to the local playground. And there’s always the mini-trampoline & the flexible flyer in the garden!
So overall, yes: I think we’re a fairly active family.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I just need to have little lie down please…
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Yesterday morning, first thing: Jake & Ellie were up, sitting on the sofa & sipping their morning milk as usual.
The Mummy & I were both briefly upstairs.
There was a commotion downstairs: shouting, crying; you probably know the sort.
The Mummy was ‘indisposed’ so I was first on the scene…
Jake was crying, & when I asked him why he said: “She pushed me, & hit me in the eye!”
“Ellie, did you hit Jake?”
“Why did you do that?”
“He hit me!”
“Jake, did you hit Ellie?”
“Yes! But…but…she wouldn’t let me play with…..<insert toy name here>!”.
“But that doesn’t mean you should hit her, does it?”
I eventually managed to establish that Ellie had a toy that Jake saw as his, he tried to take it, she resisted…yadda yadda yadda…crying & shouting. And that Ellie didn’t mean to hit Jake on the eye.
So I did the usual “Jake, I want you to say ‘sorry’ to Ellie” & “Ellie, I want you to say ‘sorry’ to Jake”, along with some “I’m sure Ellie didn’t mean to hit you in the eye; it was an accident”, sort of thing.
There was some Resistance. Feelings were running deep.
I must have been under some sort of inspiration, as I’d only just emerged from slumber & hadn’t had so much as a sniff of caffeine. First thing in the morning I’m generally doing well if I can remember my own name. Maybe I’d had an illuminating dream, I don’t know!
I said to Jake: “Jake, why don’t you just go over to Ellie & say you’re sorry? You love her, don’t you? And she loves you. She’s your friend. I’m sure she didn’t mean to hurt you”; and the same to Ellie.
They responded! Jake first, smiling as he said “Yeah”, then sidling over to Ellie.
They both said sorry to each other, then embraced & kissed. I’m sure I heard an “I love you” or two as well…
A real ‘Magic Moment’.
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