Monday, 15 April 2013

School Hell-idays

Hear that?

Me either. That is the sound of silence. (Hmmmm, catchy, someone should write a song about that)


All hail school, all hail the teachers, all hail pretty much anyone who has anything to do with a school right about now. Hell, I would kiss the lollipop lady right about now if I didn't think that one kiss from me would distract her from her child safety role. (Maybe I will kiss her at the end of her shift)

I love my children, I do. But if I would have heard the words, "Mum, look at me, look at me" one more time over the holidays, I would have gouged out my own eyeballs with my own fingers, out of spite. If I would have heard the words, "Mum, can I have some money for....(insert various options here) then I may well have had to chain myself to a cash machine out of protest, and if I would have heard the words, those dreaded, dreaded words, "Mum, I'm bored" which are usually said just ten minutes after finishing doing something awesome, just one more time, I may well have had to bore into my own brain, with an electric drill, yelling. " BORED, BORED, you don't know the meaning of the word bored, I'M bored, BORED to the BRAIN"

I wish I could be the sort of mother that wafts into the playground after a holiday and says, "Oh no, the holidays went too fast, I wish I could keep them off school a little longer" Instead I'm the mother that tears into the playground on the first day back, 20 minutes early, ranting that school holidays are too long and I didn't get this long off when I was a child, and sticking my fingers in my ears when someone tries to tell me it's only 5 weeks until the next holiday. (I think that woman is out of traction now)

So I am going to enjoy the peace, savour the silence and cherish the moment, because it isn't that long before the next school holiday.... Apparently.

Will you miss your little cherubs? Or are you going to be doing the 9.01 dance of joy at the school gates too?

Let me know.

Big Fashionista x x



  1. I work, so it's not difference to me really.

    The good part of the holiday is no dreaded school run hell, but the bad part is trying to find childcare. .

    Training Days are the bane of my life. I have a son at primary school and a daughter at secondary school, so I end up having to sort our two different random days tacked onto the holidays. It's a pain in the bum.

    And now to sort childcare for the next damn holiday.....!

  2. Ohhh yeah baby I did my sexy chandler style boogie in the living room once I said goodbye to the last child as she left...yippeedeedoodahh....xx JoShafiq

  3. I both miss them and am celebrating! I like them best when they are not here...... ;)

  4. Sits down feeling a bit smug. Another 2 years ish until he starts proper school; nursery have him for 51 weeks of the year. Mwahahaha

  5. Oh my, I *was* in a bad mood this morning! Apologies for my mini-rant.

  6. Yes I am with you on this- I DO love them dearly but my God they DO drive me insane when they are off on hols! That's normally when my tourettes sets in LOL


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