Because I can’t be arsed trying to remember it in chronological order

• We used this site to find out how many days until K’s birthday, and until H’s birthday. She wants to make a calendar so she can cross off days, but I pointed out that this would have been easier if they hadn’t recently broken the printer…
• K managed to get the Counting Bears down from the top of the cupboard (I have no idea how) and spent ages arranging them in different ways. I still haven’t tracked down the last of them, though *sigh* H found them irresistible and kept disappearing with them. 
• made two lots of muffins, to use up old fruit and veg that the kids had left lying around. I now have committed the multi-purpose fruit muffin recipe I found to memory, and it is BRILLIANT.
• K picked two more costumes from the African paper dolls book for me to cut out. They turned out to be from Ghana, so I found a kids’ site with info about Ghana in case she was interested.
• K wanted me to make her a bow with a stick and some wool. She had some arrows and couldn’t think of how to carry them, so I found a long narrow box in the busy box, cut offset slits in it to thread a belt through (bandolier style), and buckled it on as a quiver. She was Most Impressed. I think that she would enjoy going to watch some SCA archery, since she plays with a bow quite a lot.
• Thursday was gloriously sunny, so K took her bow outside and played happily for quite a while. H went out occasionally too, but mostly in order to get stuck in trees.
• K clearly remembered my restaurant set-up earlier in the week, because she dragged the oven back into the living room and set it all up again, and then she and H spent ages playing together. There was a kerfuffle when I got K a chair, on request, but didn’t get one for H because a) there was no space and b) it would be silly when the “table” they were using would have been more of a footrest. Luckily I rescued the situation by giving H a cushion to sit on and telling him it was a Japanese restaurant so of course he couldn’t have a chair, lol. Flurf and one of the dolls had to have a pillow to sit on as well. H was appeased and they got on with their game.
• The kitchen is covered with chopped bits of paper because K spent half an hour trying to work out how to make her teddy bear a paper tutu. I was actually rather impressed at her perseverance: she would try it on the bear, it wouldn’t fit, she’d make a disgusted noise, chuck it over her should and get on with the next one. She didn’t ask for help and I didn’t wade in and try and do it for her. Eventually she clearly decided Meh to the whole idea, and went and did something else. VERY different from B’s (*cough* and my *cough*) impatience and perfectionism.
• H is getting more and more interested in sitting down and “reading” books to himself. I haven’t seen K do it much recently, though. She seems to be cycling through a more imaginative mental space, right now.
• Computers didn’t go on until after 4:30 on Wednesday, but we hit a bit of a screen rut today. K watched too much Moomins on YouTube, and H watched too much Playschool. Still need to find a better way of keeping us all engaged and connected on at-home days; it’s too hit-and-miss at the moment. I don’t want to have a routine, but we could do with *something* more in the way of structure.
• I am an eejit and forgot to take the due-on-Sunday DVDs back earlier this week when I was in town, so when I finally remembered about it, Mr Bat took the kids off before dinner and returned them.
• K was extremely helpful this evening in tidying up the chaos they had created in Daddy’s study. H, despite being the author of most of it, was rather less so. K also seems to have internalised doing the washing up as a “Laura job”, which means she wants to do it. H just likes getting wet, so he’s happy to help her. I’m still working on convincing her that making beds and collecting kindling are also “Laura jobs”.
• Still reading Little Town on the Prairie before bed. Tonight involved a discussion of corsetry, and trying out how small a waist would have to be before it could be encircled by two hands (hint: smaller than my 2yo’s). Hardest was trying to explain why the hell you would torture yourself like that!

Brains iz sleepy naow. We probably did heaps more than that but buggered if I can remember what…