So, a few weeks ago, it turned out that quite a few employees on the local kindergarten were sick in Covid, so they asked all the parents with kids for a certain amount of hours per week to have their kids stay home. Having been sick themselves, my boys have now been at home for about a month, and only just tonight I noticed something. Last week, when I kept them at home like usual, were the first week they were allowed back to kindergarten.
So they’ve been home for an entire month and climbing the walls and tearing down the frontyard playground, missing their friends and been stuck eyes first to the TV, because I completely misread the information that welcomed them back a week and a half ago.
I love my kids, I really do, all of them. However, they’re not as fond of me, being forced to stay at home and going to the playground and visiting mom and watching TV and taking walks, when they could’ve been playing with friends that whole time.
Atleast I know of two happy boys when they realise where they’re going on their morning-walk tomorrow. Hopefully they will get enough stimulation so they stay the heck asleep that night! Last few nights both of them have been waking up every few hours, and this morning, the older of them, four years old, decided that it was “day-time now!” at four in the morning, and not only that, he woke up his baby brother to force me to let them stay up to watch TV. Those little terrorists..