I was minding my small grandson and his older sister at their place on the Central Coast for most of Saturday and the night while their parents attended a wedding in Sydney. Big wedding with over 300 guests. DIL left very early on Saturday morning as she was doing the hair for large wedding party and assorted others.
All went well, although I've forgotten just how messy a four year old boy can be. I should have remembered - after all I had three myself! Weather was beautiful, mild, sunny with a light breeze. Older sister was picked up for a sleepover and we settled down singing, painting, climbing. Well, he climbed, I watched. He ate an enormous dinner, had a bath and went quite happily to bed.
I'd been asked to take him to the bathroom before I went to bed. At 11:00 I went to do this. Heard a noise from his room and thought perhaps he'd got up by himself. Unfortunately, he must have caught the gastric bug going around pre-school. It was everywhere, all dinner and goodness knows what. That was something else I'd forgotten from my son' childhood and it was a memory I would rather have left undisturbed.
Cleaned him up, changed bed, wiped down, found new pillow, put washing machine on, washed soft toys by hand. Rang his parents who said they would return from reception then. They were extremely apologetic, but hey, something like that is part of life with children. Reception was beginning to wind down. Problem was that they had a 90 minute drive to return as they'd been the far side of Sydney.
Just settled down to await their return and it happened all again and again.
Fortunately, by the time we all got to bed about 2:00 am, things seemed better and we got some sleep till he woke up at 6:00 am and came into my room. Reluctantly I got up, made breakfast, giving him only a little bit and we went outside. I thought that since his mother had been so busy the day before, I'd let her sleep. She surfaced sometime after 9:00 and my son some time later.
Grandson seemed to be over the worst, although he was pale and tired. We went to the waterfront for lunch, buying fish and chips which was a treat I don't have here. Haven't had well cooked, battered fish for a very long time. Crispy batter, very well drained. Then I caught the train back down here. I was delayed by a faulty signal which stopped the train for 30 minutes. Just as we approached Hornsby where I had to change, it was all I could do to keep my eyes open.
So a good weekend at either end with an unpleasant disturbance in the middle. Early night last night and packing and sorting stuff today. Settlement date on new house is December 10th, although moving date is still somewhat fluid. I don't want to leave it all till the end. This is a big house, so I'm helping start on cleaning now. Windows etc won't bet too dirty again if they are done now. After all, spiders here can cobweb a window in hours of cleaning off old webs.
His photo is old, pre-school from 2008 and not taken by me. Must update my library.