The kids are off school, so, as a conscientious mum, it is my job to keep them occupied. (In the case of two brothers, this is an essential part of ensuring that they don't end up killing each other!)
Our rainy days are thus dedicated to a large indoor painting project. To keep things simple, we decided to stick with just one colour: white.
If you're thinking Rothko now, you have underestimated the practical nature of this mother. We are actually painting the hall white in preparation for the Open Studios Event. But don't ring the Child Helpline yet. The deal is, they help me get rid of the horrible wallpaper we have inherited from the previous occupants of the house and in return I will take them to 'Go Ape' in Aberfoyle where I will pay a small fortune to climb to the tops of some very high trees in order to jump/climb/swing down again. I'm practising my Tarzan call already while simultaneously trying to ignore the fact that I am really not THAT good with heights.
What am I doing? Would it not have been better to do all that painting myself and stay safe/sane/alive?!
DO I REALLY WANT TO DO THIS???!!!