What are life lessons?

So Home Primary has been on Easter Holidays this week. While we’ve not managed to get through the set curriculum yet, the kids managed to get a pass after cleaning their rooms on Monday.

They started strongly, with my son getting his head stuck in the clothes rack. Apparently while looking for a plug. Admittedly, this was to vacuum the floor for what might have been the second time in his life.

My daughter then got her tongue stuck to an ice cube.

Lesson one: look with your eyes.

Wednesday saw us at the local park doing some shuttles – for all of about five minutes. My daughter then got stuck up a tree, while my son got my jacket caught on a neighbouring tree.

Our rule has always been if you go up, you must get yourself down.

I apologise to the neighbours for the resulting dawn chorus. 

Lesson two: work out how to get yourself out of a tight spot.

For some reason, my daughter has also started to panic when the kettle (or jug as it’s known in kiwi) boils. It‘s unclear what’s prompted this, but she is responding well to tea therapy – and I’m enjoying the fruits of her labour…

Lesson three: face your fear, then have a cuppa.

I might need one or two when school starts again tomorrow…