Really?! I mean, children are so easily amused. Take my children for instance. Plonk them onfront of the washing machine and they pretend that they are in the cinema.
What kid doesn’t love getting messy with a paint brush, paper and bright colours. This is always a winner until the kid tries finger painting. Then it is time for some disaster management!
A favourite past-time is by far flicking through the many, many books they have on their own dedicated book shelves. You know when it has gone all quiet that they are sitting happily sifting through and reading their books. Either this or they are up to no good…
When it is not raining outside, no child wants to be stuck indoors. So on with the wellies and off out with them to explore, dig for worms, smell new blossoms and generally act the maggot.
We are sisters and we are best friends (sometimes): that is when Olwyn is not taking my toys or I am not pushing Olwyn over! I love my little sister. She is so cute. We laugh a lot together, like when one of us says a silly word like “boinkydinkitydunk”
We like to hang out in the kitchen. Usually our plan of action is to see how long it takes to get on our parents’ nerves while cooking dinner for us. Our secret weapon is that we both whine in unison, which is usually a winner. On other occasions, when we ask really nicely, we get to make rice crispy buns and other nice things. But really we just like licking the spoon and bowl afterwards.
I like to look after my little sister when we go out for walks. Although it is often the case that I do not know my own strength and my Mami and Daddy yell at me to be gentle. I must remember to not put Olwyn in the death grip! I can’t wait until she is big enough and we can go out and explore together.
We also like to sing and read. I am teaching my sister words like “thank you” and “please” because grown-ups like good manners and for some reason it gets you more treats. Olwyn is really good at singing songs and our favourite at the moment is Jingle Bells and Old MacDonald.
It was another typical rainy weekend in Dublin and I thought to myself “What am I going to do with a rambunctious 2.7 year old to occupy her?”. I had just received something in the mail the other day which came in a big cardboard box. Bingo, I thought. I am going to make a cardboard house. Ok, I lie – Pete will do it!
Well, this is way better than spending lots of money on a plastic house in a toyshop. Seren jumped at the chance and was so excited drawing on the cardboard with chalks and crayons. She drew on flowers, butterflies, spiders and trees…
This was not any cardboard house. It was her “treehouse”. This was her little haven where she could escape and read her books or play with her little monkey. Olwyn would sit outside completely forlorn at her sister’s disappearance into this structure. Olwyn would crawl in to investigate once Seren had vacated the premises. But Olwyn did not trust her surroundings and would reverse immediately on arrival!
We have gotten a lot of mileage out of this creation. We still have it folded up and slid under the coach. It comes out on those rainy days…