Recently there was teacher’s strike so I stayed home with the kids for the day.
In the morning we went to the park where the eldest flew his flying car and the youngest climbed rocks, swung on the swing, and found an old ball to kick about. Sounds idyllic right?
It was lovely until they argued over the swing and the little one got hit in the mouth with the swing’s chain - there were tears and blood.
After he recovered we went to see if there were any tadpoles in the pools on top of the sandstone rocks. We found lots of very small tadpoles. Very exciting.
Then we came and made cupcakes for our visitors coming later in the afternoon. The boys ones were decorated with spacemen and cars. By then our guests arrived so I thought it would be rude to photograph the cupcakes then, maybe next time! They definitely looked better than they tasted! Cooking with children can be challenging! They weren’t properly mixed and were over done. Oh well – better luck next time.
I really appreciate my second cousin April and her husband David who live in Ashburton in NZ – who visited us that day.
They told us all about the Christchurch people who have had thousands of aftershocks since the first two really big earthquakes.
How horrible to live with. When I was growing up – the sound of the china rattling in the cupboards was a regular occurrence. But that would be so frightening to take on a daily basis. At school we had fire drills and earthquake drills – we were taught to dive under our desk, or a door frame and cover our heads
What courage the people of Christchurch have, to stay and hang in there with so much uncertainty about the city’s future, the infrastructure, whether your insurer is going to pay out. What if you didn’t have insurance?
It makes me grateful for my safe home.
Also it was lovely to just sit and talk and discuss family history and maintain that connection to my roots in New Zealand. Thanks for visiting April and David!