Easter Egg Hunt
Today we have a guest blogger… Tess’ mom, Maureen – otherwise known as Gorgeous Gran – is visiting for six weeks. This is her latest description of life with us in Hong Kong…
Today dawned with almost every child living in this complex excited with the prospect of THE Easter Egg Hunt at 10 AM in the playground. And it was a great success – parents divided the assembled children into two age groups and on the word "Go" off they wildly raced to search out their treasures. (Beforehand adults placed treats while others – top pic – held kids in waiting areas.)
My EVER competitive second daughter has already started plans for the Caldwell triplets to have pre-Easter Egg Hunt classes next year on "how to search faster and score more in the shortest amount of time." (Left, a scramble of kids in all different directions. Right, Carys checks over her shoulder while keeping her egg close to her out of harm’s way.)
Jasper investigates a chocolate egg with delight… and perhaps a mischievous eye, too!)
Mothers had brought down coffee and muffins (some of which had been baked by Charles) for the adults and for two hours a joyous time was enjoyed by all. Gradually the kids started to fly higher and higher and tears started to flow more easily as the sugar/chocolate highs hit hard. Tess periodically would ask, "Was this a good idea" and also mentioned, "I thought the sugar high wouldn’t last quite so long!!". Personally, I thought it was a great idea and had a really nice time as I shot digital pic after digital pic of not only my grandchildren but others as well. (Above, after just too much sugar, the Easter-treat laden bags were placed out of reach.)
I made only three extra trips upstairs to the flat for wee wees and poopers with various and sundry and victory was experienced by Team Caldwell as everyone had dry nickers and bobs. Charles then slipped away with Sebbie to take him to a downtown fair (Seb on the Bouncy Castle Slide at left) and Tess and I fed the little ones and put them to bed to "nap".
"Nap" is such a relative term – for the two naps I have been here for it has consisted of all three lying perfectly still in their beds, all cuddled down in their grow-bags, stuffed animals and dollies lined up beside them, drapes shut, kisses duly delivered by Mummy and Mo. 1.3 seconds after the door is closed the party begins. And they have a BALL. How do you go in and discipline when the trio are belting out Gospel songs at the tops of their voices as they jump, play, rearrange furniture, laugh and talk non-stop?
Tess and I reasoned that they were having a good time and that we were having a good time sitting on the couch sipping tea and listening to them. Still… the psychology of this "nap" time is fascinating – they NEVER fight. If they were three feet across the hall in their playroom, in other words playing and not "napping", there would eventually be fights but none ever happen during "nap" time. Tears periodically happen – as they are right now as someone got hurt in the melee – but not fighting. Fascinating.
So yes, life is wonderful at 6A and I am so very happy to be here.
……alright, I hardly know how to say this…… there was a fight amongst the triplets DURING "nap" time. My theory has just been shot down and Sela is now the not-so-proud bearer of a bite delivered by brother JJ. When asked by his mother "Why did you bite her?" he answered, "Because she is Sela". So there you are, folks – three year old rationale. To tell you the truth, neither Tess nor I think the wound has come from a bite – it does not look like a bite – hmmm, the plot thickens. And now Tess is trying to think of the appropriate discipline for the man of the hour – we are slated to go out for dinner tonight ….. JJ may miss out on this but unfortunately that means an adult will miss out too!
So dear family and friends, love to you all from "Team Caldwell’s" home in humid and rather smoggy HK.
M xox
