Well, that didn’t work. We got to HIP okay, but nobody had had much breakfast (because I was too busy doing the menu plan/shopping list and procrastinating on the puter) and were starting the get a bit fragile at Isabel’s. After we left, we went to the bakery to get lunch, and K and H had full-on, screaming, swearing, fulllength flinging face down on the floor tantrums when I wasn’t giving them the right answer about whether they could have seconds. So I cracked it, walked out and back to the car and went home. I guess that means we’ll have to go out again tomorrow to do the supermarket and op shopping, altho at least that means we could potentially go to Kingston rather than Huonville and put K’s Mary Janes into the shoe repair place there to get glued back together…

At home they wavered between cooperating beautifully – they filled the woodbox by the fire between them – and more meltdowns, screaming and kicking or throwing things at each other. I came so close to snapping with K that I left her with B, stuck H in the car and went to Geeveston to check the mail and buy firelighters (since we had no small dry kindling and no paper which wanted to stay alight long enough to catch the bigger wood). B’s passport had arrived – posted express from Yass on Friday afternoon, which was quite impressive! While we were there, we went to the village lolly shop and bought peace offerings. We got home to find the girls quite peaceful and B making pancakes from the rest of the batter in the fridge (they haven’t starting puking yet so I can assume that it hadn’t gone off since Saturday night).

Now K is watching Inkheart, H is asking me to draw shapes for him to copy over, and B is on her puter (where else).