Drenchings in the garden
Today we’ve had a quiet day at home. M was really pleased with himself first thing, because he completed all of one of the characters in his Sonic game and was so happy to have got through a tough section. And without shouting and bashing the computer!
Apart from working on M’s Japan project, we’ve played computer games together and spent a while in the garden. I tried out the new washing line and then tried to play swingball with M, but L was either crawling in front of the ball or else taking too close an interest in my peppers, strawberries and veggie plot. He sat on half the radishes and then found a lump of soil to try and eat. He’ll have a go at dirt and grass no trouble at all. We gave up trying to play and I decided to water the garden instead. L got even more filthy, because he wanted to dabble in the puddles from watering the veggie patch. He was solid mud from the waist down.
Late afternoon M brought a friend round to play while L was napping and I agreed they could have a water fight if they brought in my washing first. The only trouble was I couldn’t find equal sized water pistols - we had one small one that still worked and then M’s blaster gun with shield. I don’t know what happened to all the rest but I’ll have to get some more in the supermarket when we go tomorrow.
They decided to take turns with the guns, but got rather silly and when M got a face full of water from the blaster he got revenge by turning on the hose pipe. His friend was drenched, so I sent M back with him to apologise to his mum - don’t want to fall out with the neighbours! M also managed to trip over something and cut his leg, but it mopped up easily.
We had chilli and spaghetti for tea (odd combi, but it tasted OK) and watched Blue Peter and then it was baths and bed. They’ve both dragged out going to sleep tonight though.
