So today I am sitting reading “Eat, Pray, Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert ( the film is released soon and I want to read the book first). The rain is poring down outside and tinkles into a metal pan on my wood floor, as it drips through the velux in the kitchen. Mmm.
I am quite chilled though. I love to hear the rain drumming , nay bashing, against the velux windows when I am curled up on the sofa inside reading.
My little one is excited because his friend is coming for lunch and to play, and he has just made a car out of his Lego and is mighty proud of it. He is seven in a few weeks and has just announced that he wants more Lego for his bithday. I love Lego. We have two massive boxes that contain the remnants of his brothers Harry Potter Lego, and I love the creations he comes up with.
The rain does hold one concern with me at the moment.
My daughter goes to the Leeds Festival on Thursday and will be camping for four nights. The weather forcast for Thursday is not good. Heavy rain and wind. Joy.
Her wellies are at the ready, but am I?
I need your help please.
Has any one got any advice for:
1. Calming neurotic mother down – (er yes that would be me, clearly not as chilled out as I think I am) ?
3. Wet weather camping ?
Think I might just need to face the fact that she is going to get soaked, muddy and cold, but hopefully will have a whale of a time with fab music and her buddies.
Secretly wish I was going (but without the camping) 🙂