Any moment now, I’m expecting someone to jump out from behind the nearest object and shout “cut”.
We’d joked about zombie apocalypse preparedness (I’d only just discovered it was an actual thing) when I was last in San Francisco. Now it feels oddly prophetic…
Obviously there’s been lots of questions from the kids over the past few weeks:
- what happens?
- are we going to go back to New Zealand?
- do I have to go to rugby? (Not any more…)
- do we have to go to school?
- when will school start again?
- will [insert name here] die?
- can we have a pajama day?
Some questions are easier to answer than others – although with things changing so fast, it’s tricky to predict what’s next on the cards.
Kids do have a way of grounding things in the here and now, particularly as it’s apparently my job as a parent to steer us through safely (and calmly?!). Although as we enter the realm of home schooling, the next post might be about resilience…
Tough Mother 