The saying goes a happy wife equals a happy life, and while I have no intention of debunking its merit, I’m more inclined to subscribe to my mantra – Kids happy playing, Mummy isn’t slaying! My husband has the patience of a Saint but I must confess I have a very low pain threshold for my argumentative, antagonistic, screaming, fighting, beautiful Little Doers.
To ease my pain I employ a number of strategic manoeuvres . My ‘go to’ move is GET THEM OUT! Fresh air, lot and lots of space and a Tonka truck or two. These trucks have saved my sanity on more occasions than I can remember. Smash up derby’s, running races, sand castle mayhem, playground excavation, busy bees, and the list goes on. When the trucks are in play it’s not out of the realms of possibility for me to indulge in a magazine or two. The humble Tonka truck has a very special place in my heart and is positioned very high on Lisa’s little Doer List.