Pegs are very versatile.
They can hang clothes up, they can keep things closed, they can be a form of security as in they can lock cage doors for birds who are doggedly pursued by small black fox terriers who see said bird as a light snack before dinner. Yes, pegs are many things.
In a toddler’s world, pegs are the best toys anyone can ever give you (or that you steal from your mother’s peg basket).
Ivy and Noah love pegs. There are a few rules to peg playing though and these must be adhered to, otherwise you are just not playing it in the right way and you will be punished.
The first rule is you must always play when Mum is busy trying to hang out clothes. You must (and this is a given otherwise you will encounter a swift clap over the head by the offended twin) tip the whole bucket up and onto the ground and then proceed to kick the pegs around in an outwards motion - to cover the most surface area.
The second rule is that you must then pretend that you want to help your mother pick up the scattered pegs, only to throw them further when the peg bucket is offered up to you. In this game, ‘ta’ doesn’t mean ‘thank you’, it actually means, ‘you’re joking, I wasn’t really going to give it to you!’
Rule three (and this would have to be one of my favourites) After your mother has picked up all the pegs, aquired the bucket and put it in what she believes to be a safe place, show her who is really the boss in this establishment and climb onto the table and start rule one again.
Rule four; take turns placing the bucket on each other’s heads and laugh enthusiastically at the results. This takes up a large portion of the game because toddlers always think they are the funniest things to walk the earth.
Rule five; when rule four gets old, shove every single peg through the umbrella hole onto the ground and laugh at this too.
When Mum gets cranky, repeat rule two (because that’s going to make it all better, isn’t it?) and when you get bored go and find something new to get into, preferably something that is going to rile Mum up more.
Seriously, it is the most fun you can have when you are twenty months old!
School holidays are coming to an end. We have had some lovely days with friends.
Notably, Sharon, Kate, Courtney and Jessabell, who we met through Belly Belly but it turns out the older girls all go to dance together. We had a nice day playing outside.
Also Mary and her boys Eoghan and Luke and her gorgeous girl, Gemma. A great day was had by everyone. AJ relished in the male company and I loved talking to Mary - she is amazing, interesting and funny. I am very much enjoying the blossoming of our friendship. Mary’s visit came the day after the whole trauma of the cinema and really lifted my spirits.
We missed seeing Trish and the boys these holidays and that was definately felt by everyone.
We missed seeing Tracey and Mollie. I’m pretty sure this was the first break when we haven’t had their company and that was pretty weird not having our long term friends around.
While the big kids spent alot of time with Grandma and Pop and Gran, Ivy, Noah and I only saw Grandma the once and Gran a couple of times over the two weeks. I guess we have kept a pretty low profile but I did miss their company.
Other friends who came to play;
Emma for Maddy - Emma came on the fateful Harry Potter day.
Nicole for Immy - came to visit on the last day of the holidays.
Friends are wonderful - they lift you up make you feel as though you are special!
Just quietly, we are hoping to take the kids away on a real vacation early in September. Dave and I are gunning for Fiji. Whether we can pull it off is another thing. So far nothing has gone right. A few months ago (try five) we made the move to The Greater in the hope of partially funding our holiday. We were told, five weeks and everything would be finalised. Almost half a year later and things are still not finished. We went to sign the final papers over the weekend, only to be fobbed off for another week. Talk about false advertising.
We’re not silly. We know that with seven children we will have to put in a large sum of money to get us anywhere. The only place the Greater points will get nine people is a caravan in Jinglemoney (Yes it IS a real place people - look it up!). Still we can use all the help we can get. I’ll keep you updated but hopefully by next weekend we will be on our way to planning a great break!
Wow, I thought I didn’t have much to blog about today. I guess I surprised myself.
On a final note I just wanted to put in a link to this blog. Having two sets of twins is great, amazing and different but imagine having Quintuplets! She’s currently 31 weeks and hoping to get to 34! Oh honey, I’m wishing you every luck.