I’m no fortune teller….

but there are some fairly safe assumptions in my day! In response to today’s Daily Prompt – Describe what you’d like to be doing on day 211.

What will I be doing on July 30th this year? I’ve no clue what I’ll be doing on the 30th of this month, let alone in 6 months time, but I imagine my day will be something as follows. It’ll be a Wednesday, but the midweek routine will be abandoned for summer as school term will have finished just a few days previously. Woohooo!! A six week reprieve from the military precision of the morning school run where there’s no time for an unscheduled wee-wee, if you didn’t empty your bladder fully at your allotted toilet break then you’ll have to hold it until you get to school! But perhaps this morning we will have an extra half hour in bed, take a little longer getting ready in our bedrooms (the kids play, I hide under my duvet!) before leisurely convening at the breakfast table for cereal AND toast (you see, no rush….!). We’ve decided not to take a family holiday this year as accommodations alone for a family of 6 are so expensive, but we are hoping to have some really exciting days out instead. Perhaps we’ll go to Legoland for exciting rides and imaginative play – we could buy a season ticket for a whole year’s adventures, that’s about the equivalent of two nights squeezed into a damp holiday cottage in the middle of nowhere, and the kids will love it! The same annual pass will allow us entry to a host of other attractions, so let’s plan a day trip to London to visit Madame Tussauds and the Dungeons. I’m too chicken to go on the London Eye, citing that ‘the kids will get bored’ as my excuse! So there’s the first few days of family fun accounted for, plus we’ll need a rest day between! At home there will be paddling pools to inflate and fill with bubbles and balls. National Trust castles to explore and picnics to enjoy. A day at the seaside eating grit textured sarnies on the beach, admiring our sandcastle kingdom (don’t forget the moat!), ignoring the smell of donkey poo as we hide cold legs under our towels – it’s all part of a traditional British summer!

Beach Poole

“Oh we do like to be beside the seaside….”

But perhaps July 30th will be the day that we drag all our old camping gear out of the garage and make camp in the garden. We can bbq sausages for dinner, drink hot chocolate from plastic mugs and play games by torchlight. Who can see the biggest star, are there any funny shapes mapped out up in the big black sky? There’s a narrow window between when the kids are old enough to do stuff like this and when they don’t want to anymore (at least not with their parents!), and I hope to enjoy the time while it lasts. I’m sure it’s a rose tinted illusion and will more likely end in tears, but what better introduction to the adventure of camping? If it’s a total disaster with our 3 year olds, then we can high-tail it back indoors in a mere hop, skip and jump through the patio doors to the comfort of our centrally heated home! I can’t wait!! 🙂


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