Back home again

My youngest son is home again. My partner is a bit worried that they sent him home too early, so we will keep a watchful eye over him over the next few days. I am very glad that he is home though. He got a really funky toy for being brave at hospital (they woke him up lots during the night for various reasons)

It has been entertaining for me. I shared my bed with the two wee ones who remained here while my youngest son was in hospital (that is happening ever night for at least a month) I heard a text arrive at my phone but I ignored it, by the time I looked at the message it was eight o'clock. It was a message telling me that the schools were open. That meant that I had forty minutes to get them up, fed and dressed and out of the door.

My eldest turned into a teenager and refused to get out of bed while I was running around like a woman possessed getting everything ready. I eventually managed to get him up before the next battle of getting him off the computer started, after I had won that battle there was the battle to get him dressed before finally getting them out of the door.

I made good time and had them ready when I wanted. Unfortunately the next challenge was getting them to school in the snow. My daughter fell on the door step and my son fell a few steps later. I had a sense of doom when this happened, which was confirmed when they both fell at the gate and got snow in their wellies.

I emptied the wellies and we started again, only to get a few meters where they fell again and got more snow in the wellies. This was at the point when they both started crying (very loudly)

Thankfully after that the snow was getting better ground in, though when we got to the steps to the wood I found that there had been so much snow that I could not see the steps, so we had to slide down there and shuffle all the way through the wood (all the while dragging the wee ones at that point as they were getting louder and louder with their protests)

All through the wood and all along the road to the school they screamed. I did feel for them and I was very glad when they got to school as at least they were in the warmth (though I forgot to put in socks for my son so he had to spend all day with no socks on...oops) my daughter was better off as there was a change of clothes in her nursery bag.

Thankfully the trip to get my daughter from the end of nursery and at the end of the day for my son went so much better (I remembered to take a dry pair of socks for him) Lets home tomorrow morning is not as eventful as today as I will be taking all three of them...eek.