06.15 – Zombie!
Hubby is properly sick so I saw every hour on the clock & younger child was up in the night with a bad dream.
07.35 – Boot camp leaves the house on time!
07.50 – The boys go one way to their classrooms & I go the other in search of an orange dragon.
08.30 – Another productive morning of donations, the orange dragon was a big hit, then a meeting with the head honcho. We figure out how the kids will pick their prizes & how we will organize them on the day. I declare that during my time on the donation table no parent wants any of the toxic critters near their house EVER! So, if we make them balloon prizes nobody will buy a balloon (this is a separate stall to mine). I should have kept my mouth shut because the critters are now prizes on my stall so at least 3 parents in the school are now going to hate me forever!
09.15 – I check in with hubby to make sure he’s still alive & find out if he needs to see a doctor. He thinks not because he’s a stubborn doctor himself. He decides to wait a bit longer. I stay at school to box up the prizes.
11.00 – Home via the dollar store to pick up some supplies to bag up small prizes, & some coloured beads for the kids to pick out their prizes.
11.30 – I drag hubby off his deathbed to get some fresh air & walk the dog with me.
12.45 – Back at school sorting prizes – AGAIN!
14.45 – I meet with another mum who has volunteered to run the donation table because of course its hockey on a Tuesday.
15.10 – I scoop up younger child & teacher mum’s son. The drill is the same as last week – home, change into hockey gear, homework, eat, out again.
16.45 – Back at school to meet teacher mum & swap the kids over.
17.10 – Back home with elder child & his classmate (teacher mum’s elder child). While dinner is cooking I am punching holes in tickets & adding rubber bands so the kids can wear them around their wrists for when they get stamped at each station/activity. The deal is when they have a full card of 10 stamps they come to my prize table & pick out a prize.
17.45 – Call from teacher mum – younger child’s mouth guard is not in its case or his hockey stick bag so technically he shouldn’t play. She passes me over to the coach (who is a friend of ours) & I agree he can risk of playing without it.
18.15 – After dinner I continue with the tickets & rope hubby into helping – suddenly he’s dying again! The rain starts…
18.45 – It is bouncing down & hubby is glad he’s sick & not stood on the sideline.
19.15 – Teacher mum arrives with the two boys, both are shivering & soaked through, & she is not much drier.
19.45 – Younger child has had a warm bath & is wrapped up in his bed still shivering. Hubby checks his temperature & discovers he’s about to burst into flames – GREAT! I don’t have time this week for sick kids!!
20.15 – Wine!!