This Saturday and much of Sunday was all about switching off.
Can you remember the last time that you didn't have to leave the house or do absolutely nothing. Diddley squat?
That was us here all weekend. A weekend of nothing for the kids and I.
A weekend to recover from nasty coughs and running noses that have plagued the children the last few weeks.
A weekend inside, next to the fire all nice and warm. Protected from the freezing conditions and rain that persisted outside for the most part of each day.
No appointments, no where to be and no jobs to do. Nothing.
I wont lie. I did have one job to do. I had to make sure that the fire didn't go out.
Edith and I didn't even get dressed. Nope.
Hugh would argue that we had football to attend and he was very disappointed that we didn't go. The freezing weather put a dampener on that one and we had to leave Cam go and nut that one out on his own.
We watched The Grinch and my favourite all time story in Peter Pan. We watched Dispicable Me, we sketched a few drawings and coloured the pages of colouring books to pass some of the time away. We even made a batch of cupcakes. With sprinkles on the top.
How is it that by seemingly doing nothing, the children can make so much mess? It really does bewilder me. Crumbs, textas, clothes, papers and toys everywhere.
Usually on a slow day such as this however, it does provide a great opportunity to catch up on social media platforms, write up a post or two and read up on my favourite blogs, as well as the paper. The blogging and all that it entails didn't happen though, the kids made sure of that.
It honestly didn't bother me as I do find that a mini break from the internet is always a good thing and the kids then had my undivided attention. All day. Which they loved.
Stuck inside though can get a bit much towards the end of the afternoon; a bit on the nerves if you know what I mean with three kids under four. So I was mighty pleased to see Cam just after the hour of four.
He took them all under his wing. I think there were some cows to feed and a bit of wood splitting to do. Thirty minutes of peace.
Then it was back on track with the usual routine of dinner, bath, footy on TV and bed.
You bet I had a few glasses of red to pass the evening away.
Well deserved i'd say. Ready to face another week.
The fire didn't go out either.
Do you love to do nothing?
Can you switch off and just do nothing?
What does nothing look like at yours?
Joining up with One Mother Hen for Open Slather and the Multi Tasking Mummy's Mummy Mondays.
Thanks for visiting today.