Right. It’s November. It’s double nap transition time. I’m going insane. Help me.
What the hell can you do with a baby and a toddler that they both enjoy and neither sabotages for the other? This is not a rhetorical question. I don’t, in general, intend this to be a didactic blog but in a minute I’m going to list the things that I do with my baby and toddler, when they are both awake and it’s raining. Please add more. Please. I’m begging you.
So here we go.
Things That Work.
Watching telly (guilt inducing).
Singing and dancing with tambourines etc (this is a good one, except that Ziggler always has a secret, clear-to-her and complicated plan about exactly what and how I should be singing which I’m afraid I can just never live up to).
Seeing how high Ziggler and I can build a tower of bricks before Pickle knocks it down (again, slightly guilt inducing as it requires ganging up on one child, really).
Playing with the foil blanket out of our first aid kit (they will do this for hours, but I hope the fact it now has teeth-marks in it doesn’t affect its efficacy in an emergency).
Bouncing on the spare bed (the other day I tried dimming the lights, singing a lullaby and playing ‘let’s pretend we’re asleep’ but Ziggler got wise to my enforced nap attempt)
Building a tent.
Things that don’t work
Baking (Ziggler and I can do it but Pickle either stands wailing at the baby gate or wanders around the kitchen eating cat food, touching the oven and trapping her fingers in cupboard doors. And yes I do have safety catches but, as I’ve said before, she’s a genius).
Playing board games (covered earlier in this blog).
Colouring in/painting until Pickle stops eating everything.
Playdoh (see above).
Trying to do any kind of housework whatsoever. Or attempting any essential personal admin including planning a fricking wedding argh.
Various other things that I’m actually getting irritated thinking about.
So. Please. This is a cry for help. Activities for an extremely bossy 2 and a half year old and a nearly-one-year-old who is what they call feisty. In a relatively small house. In the rain. I’m not bothered about mess. Thank you very much.