Banana Bread Picnics & Artistic Expression

I didn’t feel ready to face home schooling this week, so before we started into it we went on a cake shopping detour for my daughter’s birthday. It’s hard to feel sad when you’re specifically shopping for cake πŸ™‚ We picked out a pastry each to fuel us for school work and it definitely started the day on a better note πŸ™‚

The girls made themselves a den under the kitchen counter and insisted on eating their “pack lunch” there πŸ™‚ We tried a new banana bread recipe. The girls are good at masking the bananas and cracking the eggs now without including shells πŸ™‚ I cooked it in a silicon tin, which I love because it means I don’t have to bother greasing it, but sometimes the bread blossoms into a huge beast in the oven because the tin is so flexible πŸ™‚ We made some bead creations, listened to folk music and had some of the banana bread while it was still warm πŸ™‚

The following morning, I felt equally ill-equipped to face home schooling, so we went to the beach first πŸ™‚ The girls played in the playground and then we went for a walk along the beach and stopped by the little private one in Cultra again πŸ™‚ The girls have named it Pirate Island, probably inspired by the Enid Blyton novels I’ve been reading to them at bedtime πŸ™‚ We had a tea and banana bread picnic and collected some rocks for future rock painting projects πŸ™‚ The tide was in and the sea was quite rough. I found watching it calmed me down and made it easier to face what we had to do at home πŸ™‚ We called at Nature’s Way to get some restorative teas and Refuge hot chocolate too. The little melts make the best hot chocolate I’ve ever had πŸ™‚

After home schooling, the girls did a Play Doh bake-off and made donuts. They insisted on me timing them and judging them πŸ™‚ One benefit of hoarding craft supplies is that sometimes you find an unopened one in a cupboard and it keeps everyone quiet for a while πŸ™‚

I’ve been painting a lot and I’m trying to let go of caring what it looks like so I can just enjoy the process. I’m starting to accept that I will always hate everything I do, but I shouldn’t let that stop me from doing it. The girls inspire me to do things just for the pure joy of them and without overthinking. I got them an easel with a blackboard/whiteboard/clipboard so they can work on both sides of it at the same time πŸ™‚ I think it’s been the most popular toy they’ve ever had and is teaching them to agree on when to swap sides. They can draw, paint, write, play schools and make pictures using the magnets that came with it πŸ™‚ I was proud of myself for managing to assemble it, even though for the average person, it would be easy πŸ™‚ I guess that’s another way in which the girls get me to overcome my feelings of not being able to do something and try it anyway πŸ™‚

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