So you have a cold. What does your doctor say? Stay at home. Get some rest. What a joke. Did he notice the two sick children you have with you?
This was my dilemma last week. Both my children and I were struck down with colds at the same time. My husband, he had a milder version and wisely realised it was easier to be at work than at home with two sick children. He also had several meetings he couldn’t get out of. So that left me at home, sick with a cold, to look after two children under four, also sick with colds… I remember my time before children… ahhh, those were the days, staying in my PJs, watching trash tv and ordering in food so I didn’t have to cook…
Now we live in the country, no home delivery in sight and absolutely no chance of getting back into bed. However, we did stay in our PJs. Some things work for all stages of life.
So there I was, feeling incredibly sorry for myself and faced with a decision – I could try and crawl into a ball and pretend my children didn’t exist… but then who knows what chaos would ensue… Or I could make the best out of it all and minimise the carnage. I chose the latter.
So here is how we spent our sick days.
We picked our battles.
The slogan, ‘Pick your battles’ is something we live by in this house. So I chose not to pick the food battle. Although they were offered an African stew and zucchini soup – both of which didn’t go down well, I also offered weetbix as a substitute. I also might have cooked American style pancakes for breakfast one morning and crepes with lemon and sugar the next… We also might have watched a lot of tv… Just not battles I’m willing to pick when I really should be in bed asleep.
We did activities that required hardly any preparation and even less clean up.
We painted. However, in the interest of doing as little as possible and creating as little mess to clean up as possible, we painted using those water booklets – you know, you just add water to the picture and it turns into a colour. Do you remember them for your childhood? I do. This could’ve been a pleasant activity… if my son didn’t keep trying to drink the dirty paint water… or insist on painting the same spot until it had a hole in it… then having a tantrum because his paper had a hole in it.
We baked brownies from a packet.
Yes. You read that correctly. When I’m sick I crave comfort food. My daughter wanted chocolate… I couldn’t resist. Chocolate brownies from Zumbo’s packet mix. So easy. The children couldn’t muck it up if they tried. Twenty minutes later we had awesome comfort food. (We don’t stock lollies in our house. We bake ‘naughty’ things instead.)
We also dappled in craft that required minimal effort (from me).
I saw on pintrest someone who got her children to do these wonderful designs using different lengths of washi tape. Awesome. Her children were older. But that’s ok. Same principle could work with mine. We would just call it abstract art. We then used these card and layered them with other paper to make thank you cards for people. For some reason most people think the weird ‘art’ toddlers pull together is cute. There the people that get our homemade cards. I love those people. They save me a lot of money and my children think they’re awesome because they actually like their ‘art’.
What did I do? I sat in one spot and cut up tape. No clean up required. And apart from pulling out the box with washi tape and the card – not really any preparation. My head thick with a cold easily managed this and it kept them occupied for almost an hour. This lasted longer than colouring in! You can bet that if you know me and you have a birthday in the next few months, you’re getting one of these cards.
Hopefully you won’t get sick. But if you do, a simple stack of supplies will help you survive.
And ofcourse, it’s Tuesday, so make sure you check out the other great blog’s at the link up over at Essentially Jess.