(Note to self; if a blog post bores even the writer it is not good news. Abort, abort).
So I'll do what I always do when short of an innovative idea for a post; I will relate a conversation with one of my children...
It's 7.00am on Monday and still dark outside (heaven help us when the clocks have gone back this weekend). Boy #2 does NOT want to get out of bed - and I don't blame him. However, needs must, and in the interests of keeping things on an even keel, I remind him that at the end of this week we are heading back to the UK for half term and will be visiting family there.
He immediately perks up.
Boy #2: "So are we going tomorrow? Is it tomorrow? Is it? Is it?"
Me: "No, on Friday, after school."
Boy #2: "Is that today, then?"
Me: "No, on Friday. Today is Monday. We have today, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday to go through before we reach Friday. So that's 4 sleeps."
Boy #2: "4 sleeps. OK. So is that tomorrow?"
Me: "No, first we have Monday (today), Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and then it's Friday."
Boy #2: "Friday! Hurray! It's Friday! Are we going to England today?"
Repeat to fade...
Is it any wonder that my life sometimes feel like Groundhog Day?